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No.  42  North  Ninth  Street. 


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the  Eastern  District  of  Pennsylvania. 

STEREOTYPED   BY  J.  PAGAN,  PHILADELPHIA. 


PREFACE, 


This  Book  of  Hymns  for  Sunday-schools  originated 
in  the  acknowledged  want  of  such  a  volume  in  the 
Lutheran  Church.  Its  immediate  occasion  was  the 
generous  donation  of  one  hundred  dollars  by  Rev.  F. 
W.  Geissenheiner,  and  F.  W.  Geissenheiner,  Esq.,  of 
the  city  of  New  York,  for  such  a  publication  by  the 
Lutheran  Board.  To  accomplish  the  object  in  an 
orderly  manner,  the  subject  was  referred  to  the  Gene- 
ral Synod  at  Pittsburg  in  May,  1859,  when  it  was  re- 
solved by  that  body: 

"  That  we  regard  a  good  Sunday-school  Hymn  Book 
for  the  Lutheran  Church  as  necessary,  and  hereby 
authorize  the  Board  of  Publication  to  prepare  and  issue 
such  a  work  at  an  early  period ;  also,  that  the  Hymn 
Book  Committee  be  directed  to  enter  into  contract  with 
the  Board  of  Publication  for  its  publication  under  the 
auspices  of  the  General  Synod,  and  that  a  reasonable 
premium  for  every  copy  sold  be  allowed  to  the  Synod." 
—  Minutes,  p.  36. 

With  this  authority,  and  under  these  arrangements, 
the  Board  now  issues  this  volume.  It  is  the  product 
of  patient  labor  and  critical  revision.  The  compilers 
have  aimed  to  select  the  best  hymns  within  their  reach 
« —  hymns  poetical  in  sentiment  and  form,  fervent  and 
devotional  in  spirit,  and  pure  and  scriptural  in  doc- 

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IV  PREFACE. 

trine.  Whilst  due  regard  has  been  had  to  the  cardi- 
nal design  of  the  compilation  as  a  Hymn  Book  for  Sun- 
day-schools, a  few  hynins  not  so  strictly  adapted  to  the 
wants  of  children  have  been  retained  to  render  the 
book  useful,  in  case  of  necessity,  in  other  than  Sunday- 
school  meetings. 

An  Appendix,  embracing  Hymns  for  Infants,  has 
been  added  (and  will  also  be  published  separately)  to 
supply  a  want  in  the  nurseries  of  families,  as  well  as 
in  the  infant  departments  of  our  schools. 

The  claims  of  this  book  are  — 

1.  That  it  is  the  only  Sunday-school  Hymn  Book 
officially  issued  by  the  Lutheran  Church  of  this  country. 

2.  That  it  is  Evangelical  and  Lutheran  in  tone  and 
adaptation,  and  fully  competent  to  fill  the  place  for 
which  it  is  designed. 

3.  That  it  embraces  the  finest  productions  in  the 
department  of  Sunday-school  Hymnology. 

4.  That  it  has  been  edited  and  issued  with  becoming 
care  and  scrutiny. 

5.  That  it  is  convenient  in  form,  varied  in  contents, 
cheap  in  price,  and  worthy  of  the  favorable  regard  of 
the  Church,  and 

6.  That  its  circulation  will  conform  to  the  order 
and  wish  of  the  Church,  expressed  by  its  highest  Coun- 
cil, and,  at  the  same  time,  furnish  a  revenue  to  the 
treasury  of  the  General  Synod. 

With  these  claims  it  is  given  to  the  public,  accom- 
panied by  the  prayer  of  the  Board,  that  it  may  be  use- 
ful in  the  training  of  the  lambs  of  Christ's  flock  for  his 
service  on  earth  and  his  fold  in  heaven. 

Publication  Rooms, 
42  N.  Ninth  street.  Philadelphia. 


TABLE  OF  CONTENTS. 


I.  OPENING  HYMNS Pages  7—17 

II.  THE  LORD'S  DAY 18—   24 

HI.  THE  SUNDAY-SCHOOL— Scholars 25  —   33 

«  "  "  Teachers 34—   39 

"  M  "  Anniversaries 40 —   66 

IV.  OF  GOD  —  The  Father 57—   63 

•'-      «         The  Son,  or  Christ 64—76 

»      "         The  Holy  Ghost 77—  83 

V.  THE  SOUL 84—   85 

VI.  SIN  AND  THE  LAW 86—  90 

TIL  THE  GOSPEL  CALL 91  —  102 

VIII.  SUPPLICATIONS  FOR  MERCY 103  —  112 

IX.  SALTATION  THROUGH  CHRIST 113  —  123 

X.  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE  AND  DUTY 124  —  138 

XL  THE  MEANS  OF  GRACE  — Prayer 139  —  145 

"  "  "       The  Bible 146  —  151 

"  «  "       Public  Worship 152  —  157 

■  "  ■       Baptism 158  —  161 

"  ■  ■       The  Lord's  Supper.  162  —  164 

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VI  TABLE   OF   CONTENTS. 

XII.  THE  KINGDOM  OP  CHRIST 165  —  174 

XIII.  CHURCH  FESTIVALS  — Christmas 175  —  183 

"  "    New  Year 184  —  190 

"  "    Good  Friday 191  —  195 

«  "    Easter 196  —  200 

"                   "    Ascension  and  Whitsuntide.  201  —  205 
u  «    The  Reformation 20C  —  209 

XIV.  PARTICULAR  OCCASIONS  —  The  Seasons....  210  —  210 

"  "  Morning  and  Evening...  217  —  222 

■  "  Sickness  and  Afflictions.  223  —  228 

XV.»LIFE  AND  DEATH 229  —  239 

XVI.  RESURRECTION  AND  JUDGMENT 240  —  243 

XVII.  ETERNITY 244  —  256 

XVIII.  CLOSING  HYMNS 257  —  265 

XIX.  DOXOL0GIES 266  —  269 

XX.  INDEXES 271  —  286 


APPENDIX -HYMNS  FOR  INFANTS. 


HYMNS 

FOR 

SUNDAY-SCHOOLS 
OPENING. 


]_  Praise  to  God.  L.  M. 

FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 


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Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word : 
Thy  name  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

In  every  land  begin  the  song: 
To  every  land  the  strains  belong: 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 

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OPENING    HYMNS. 

2  Imploring  a  Blessing.  C.  M. 

HERE,  Lord,  before  thy  mercy-seat 
In  Christ's  prevailing  name, 
Behold  a  band  of  children  meet, 
A  Father's  love  to  claim. 

2  Our  foolish  hearts,  alas!  are  slow 

To  understand  thy  way  ; 
0  teach  us,  Lord,  thy  will  to  know, 
And  help  us  to  obey. 

3  Kind  are  the  friends  who  bring  us  here 

To  learn  thy  holy  word  ; 
But  vain  is  all  their  toil  and  care, 
Without  thy  blessing,  Lord. 

4  Fulfil  their  hopes ;  thy  grace  display 

In  every  youthful  mind ; 
And  while  they  guide  us  in  thy  way, 
Let  them  a  blessing  find. 


|  Opening  Prayer.  S.  M. 

NOW  we  've  assembled  here, 
To  read,  to  learn,  and  pray ; 
Shed  on  us,  mighty  God,  thy  fear 
To  keep  us  through  the  day. 

2  Be  vanity  afar, 

And  every  evil  thought ; 
0  let  us  think  how  blest  we  are, 
In  being  rightly  taught. 


OPENING    HYMNS. 

8  Nbf  let  us  Ughtiy  hold 

The  blessing!  that  is  given ; 

To  leafn  that  lore  that  can't  be  told, 
Which  angelfl  sing  in  heaven. 

4   Impress  upon  our  hearts. 
Great   Spirit,  all  we  read; 
And  when  all  other  stay  departs, 
This  uill  be  sweet  indeed. 


4  Lord,  teach  us  how  to  Pray.  S.  M. 

LORD,  teach  us  how  to  pray, 
And  give  us  hearts  to  ask ; 
Or  all  we  think,  or  do,  or  say, 
Will  be  a  tiresome  task. 

2  Thv  Holy  Spirit  send. 

Our  bosomi  to  inspire; 
Then  shall  our  praise  to  thee  ascend, 
With  pure  and  warm  desire. 

3  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Present  our  prayers  above; 
And  spread  abroad  o'er  all  thou  seest, 
The  mantle  of  thy  love. 

4  Teach  us  to  find  onr  bliss 

In  earnest,  fervent  prayer ; 
For  where  we  pray  our  Saviour  is, 
And  bliss  is  only  there. 


10  OPENING    HYMNS. 

5  Confession  of  God's  Mercies.  7s. 

CHILDREN,  join  your  God  to  bless, 
Gratefully  his  care  confess ; 
Of  his  bounties  you  have  shared, 
He  your  lives  has  kindly  spared. 

2  Spared,  again  in  school  to  meet ; 
Spared,  to  bow  at  Jesus'  feet; 
Spared,  to  see  this  holy  day: 
With  your  teachers  sing  and  pray. 

3  Now  you  meet  to  read  the  word, 
Word  of  Christ  your  King  and  Lord; 
Lord,  who  died  that  you  might  live — 
Then  to  him  your  service  give. 


Q  Claiming  the  Promise.  S.  M. 

TESUS,  we  look  to  thee, 
♦J    Thy  promised  presence  claim  ; 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shalt  be, 
Assembled  in  thy  name: 

2  Thy  name  salvation  is, 

Which  here  we  come  to  prove : 
Thy  name  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace, 
And  'everlasting  love. 

3  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 

Or  selfishness  we  meet; 
From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside, 
And  worldly  thoughts  forget. 


OPENING    HYMNS.  11 

We  meet  the  grace  to  take. 
Which  thou  hast  freely  given ; 

We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  sake, 
That  we  may  meet  in  neaven. 


Confession.  S.  M. 

ONCE  more  we  meet  to  pray, 
Once  more  our  guilt  confess ; 
Turn  not,  0  Lord,  thine  ear  away 
From  creatures  in  distress. 

2  Our  sins  to  heav'n  ascend, 

And  there  for  vengeance  cry; 
0  God,  behold  the  sinner's  Friend, 
Who  intercedes  on  high. 

3  Though  we  are  vile  indeed, 

And  well  deserve  thy  curse, 

The  merits  of  thy  Son  we  plead, 

Who  lived  and  died  for  us. 

4  Now  let  thy  bosom  yearn, 

As  it  hath  done  before ; 
Return  to  us,  0  God,  return, 
And  ne'er  forsake  us  more. 


8  Assembling  in  School.  L.  M. 

NOW  we  are  met  to  read  and  pray, 
And  hear  what  our  kind  teachers  say; 
Let  every  child  attentive  be 
To  Him  who  every  child  can  see. 


12  OPENING    HYMNS. 

2  He  dwells  in  heaven ;  but  he  is  here : 
He  lives  on  high ;  but  he  is  near : 

He  knows  our  thoughts  and  wishes  too, 
And  knows  what  we're  about  to  do. 

3  The  careless  soul,  the  roving  mind, 
Will  not  divine  instruction  find ; 
The  serious  and  the  thoughtful  youth 
Will  learn  the  ways  of  God  and  truth. 

4  Then  let  us  all  be  wise  and  learn 
How  from  the  ways  of  sin  to  turn ; 
How  we  may  fear  and  love  the  Lord, 
And  understand  his  holy  word. 


Q  Supplication.  L.  M. 

ASSEMBLED  in  our  school  once  more, 
0  Lord,  thy  blessing  we  implore ; 
We  meet  to  read,  and  sing,  and  pray; 
Be  with  us  then  through  this  thy  day. 

2  Our  fervent  prayer  to  thee  ascends, 
For  parents,  teachers,  foes,  and  friends ; 
And  when  we  in  thy  house  appear, 
Help  us  to  worship  in  thy  fear. 

3  When  we  on  earth  shall  meet  no  more, 
May  we  above  to  glory  soar ; 

And  praise  thee  in  more  lofty  strains, 
Where  one  eternal  Sabbath  reigns. 


OPENING    HYMNS.  13 

]_0  Suffer  us  to  come.  7s. 

LORD,  before  thy  throne  we  stand, 
Once  again  thy  children  see ; 
Smile  upon  this  youthful  band, 
Suffer  us  to  come  to  thee. 

2  Whither  else  should  children  go 

Weak  and  impotent  as  we  ? 
Thou  hast  all  things  to  bestow: 
Suffer  us  to  come  to  thee. 

3  While  we  here  have  life  and  breath, 

This  our  constant  prayer  should  be, 
This  our  latest  sigh  in  death :  — 
Suffer  us  to  come  to  thee. 


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A  Blessing  on  the  Word.  C.  M. 

kNCE  more  we  come  before  our  God ; 
Once  more  his  blessing  ask: 
0  may  not  duty  seem  a  load, 
Nor  worship  prove  a  task. 

2  Father,  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  send 

From  heaven,  in  Jesus'  name, 
And  bid  our  waiting  minds  attend, 
And  put  our  souls  in  frame. 

3  May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 

Each  in  an  honest  heart ; 
And  keep  the  precious  treasure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part. 


14  OPENING    HYMNS. 

4  To  seek  thee,  all  our  hearts  dispose ; 
To  each  thy  blessings  suit; 
And  let  the  seed  thy  servant  sows, 
Produce  abundant  fruit. 


12  Glory  to   God.  6s,  4s. 

GLORY  to  God  on  high! 
Let  heaven  and  earth  reply, 
"Praise  ye  his  name!" 
Angels,  his  love  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore 
Saints,  sing  for  evermore, 
"Worthy  the  Lamb!" 

2  Join,  all  the  ransomed  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless, 

Praise  ye  his  name. 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
Making  a  cheerful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 

"Worthy  the  Lamb!" 

3  Soon  must  we  change  our  place 
Yet-  will  we  never  cease 

Praising  his  name ; 
Still  will  we  tribute  bring  ; 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King ;  . 
And,  through  all  ages,  sing, 

"Worthy "the  Lamb!" 


OPINING    HYMNS.  15 

13  Christ  (he  Shepherd.  C.   ML 

QEE  the  kind  Shepherd,  Jesus,  stands, 
i)  With  all  engaging  charms  : 

Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs 
And   foldfl  them   in  his  arms. 

2  Permit  them  to  approach,  he  cries, 

Nor  scorn  their  humble  name; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came.  I 

3  He'll  lead  us  to  the  heavenly  streams 

Where  living  waters  flow; 

And  guide  us  to  the  fruitful  fields 
Where  trees  of  knowledge  grow. 

4  Tip'  feeblest  lamb  amid  the  flock 

Shall   be  its  Shepherd's  care: 
While  folded  in  the  Saviour's  arms 
We're  safe  froir    ever?  ^nare. 


14  J01JS  °f  God's  House.  S.  M. 

H<  >W  charming  is  the  place 
Where  my  Redeemer,  God, 
I  ii v.  ils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad  I 

'2  Not   the  fair  palaces, 

To  which  the  great  resort, 

Are  once  to  be  compared   -with   this, 

Where  Jesns  holds  his  court. 


16  OPENING    HYMNS. 

3  Here,  on  the  mercy-seat, 

With  radiant  glory  crowned, 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  Give  me,  0  Lord,  a  place 

Within  thy  blest  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 


]_5  In  School  again.  L.  M. 

OLORD,  to  whom  our  life  we  owe. 
From  whom  our  daily  blessings  flow; 
To  thee  again  we  come  to  raise 
Our  voices  and  our  hearts  in  praise. 

2  Again,  upon  thy  day,  we  here 
Within  the  Sabbath-school  appear ; 
And,  that  thy  mercies  we  may  share, 
Our  hearts  and  voices  raise  in  pray'r. 

3  As  ever  here  thy  will  we  trace, 
And  learn  the  news  of  gospel  grace ; 
Help  us  with  thanks  to  lift  above 
Our  voices  and  our  hearts  in  love. 


OPENING    HYMNS.  17 


Jg  1'raisc  to  Jesus.  L.   M.  6  lines. 

TXYITED  by  a  Saviour's  love. 

1  We  meet  to  praise  his  sacred  name; 

The  church  below,  the  Church  above, 

Unite  his  glory  to  proclaim. 
And  children's  voices  join  to  swell 
The  chorus  to  Immanuel. 

2  Do  any  ask  why  children  sing, 

And  why  approach  thy  heavenly  seat? 
It  is  that  we,  0  Lord,  may  bring 

And  lay  our  tribute  at  thy  feet; 
Since  thou  for  children  too  wast  slain, 
And  wilt  not  deem  their  praises  vain. 

3  Lord,  with  thy  love  each  bosom  fill, 

And  bid  each  heart  aspire  to  thee; 
Make  us  desire  to  do  thy  will, 

From  sin  and  folly  set  us  free. 
Did  Jesus  die  that  we  might  live? 
To  Jesus  then  our  souls  we  give. 


18  THE    LORD'S   DAY. 


THE  LORD'S   DAY. 


17  The  Lord's  Day.  S.  M. 

TELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise; 
"Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes! 


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2  Jesus  himself  comes  near, 

To  bless  his  saints  to-day; 
Here  we  may  sit  his  word  to  hear, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  within  the  place 

Where  my  dear  Lord  hath  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  a  thousand  days 
Of  pleasure  and  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 


1Q  Sabbath  Morning. 

THE  rosy  light  is  dawning, 
Upon  the  mountain's  brow  ; 
It  is  the  Sabbath  morning, 
0 !  come  and  pay  thy  vow. 


THE    LORD'S    DAY.  19 

Lift  up  thy  voice  to  heaven 
In  sacred  praise  and  prayer, 

While  unto  thee  is  given 
The  light  of  life  to  share. 

2  The  landscape,  lately  shrouded, 

By  evening's  paler  ray, 
Smiles  beauteous  and  unclouded, 

Before  the  eye  of  day: 
So  let  our  souls,  benighted 

Too  long  in  folly's  shade, 
By  thy  kind  smiles  be  lighted 

To  joys  that  never  fade. 


9  The  Sabbath  Profitable.  C.  M. 

[  ORD  of  the  Sabbath,  I  rejoice 
J  J  Thine  holy  day  to  see ; 
May  I,  assisted  by  thy  grace, 
Begin  this  week  with  thee. 

2  I  come  this  day  to  hear  thy  word, 

To  sing,  to  pray,  and  praise  ; 
To  learn  of  thee,  my  gracious  Lord, 
Religion's  pleasant  ways. 

3  0  may  the  Holy  Spirit  bless 

These  sacred  means  of  grace, 
That  I  may  learn  thy  righteousness, 
And  seek  in  youth  thy  face. 


20  THE    LORD'S    DAY. 

20  The  DaV  °f  ResL  L.  M. 

THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  blest, 
The  day  to  us  in  mercy  given ; 
The  holy  Sabbath  of  his  rest, 

The  pledge  and  type  of  rest  in  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  praises  vre  would  join  ; 

To  thee  devote  this  sacred  day  ; 
Our  earthly  cares  and  thoughts  resign ; 
Look  up  to  heav'n,  and  learn  the  way. 

3  May  we  by  every  Sabbath  grow 

In  grace,  humility,  and  love  ; 
And  thus  thy  holy  rest  below 
Shall  fit  us  for  thy  rest  above. 


21  God's  Day.  L.  M. 

THIS  day  belongs  to  God  alone, 
This  day  he  chooses  for  his  own ; 
And  we  must  neither  work  nor  play, 
Because  it  is  God's  holy  day. 

2  'Tis  well  to  have  one  day  in  seven. 
That  we  may  learn  the  way  to  heaven ; 
Then  let  us  spend  it  as  we  should, 

In  serving  God  and  being  good. 

3  We  ought,  to-day,  to  learn  and  seek 
What  we  may  think  of  all  the  week, 
And  be  the  better  every  day, 

For  what  we  hear  our  teachers  say. 


THE    LORD'S    DAY.  21 

4  And  every  Sabbath  should  be  passed 
As  if  we  knew  it  were  our  last: 
What  would  the  dying  sinner  give 
To  have  one  Sabbath  more  to  live. 


22  Bow  Sweet  is  the  Sabbath.  lis. 

HOW  sweet  is  the  Sabbath,  the  morning  of 
rest ; 
The  day  of  the  week  which  I  surely  love  best ; 
The  morning  my  Saviour  arose  from  the  tomb, 
And  took  from  the  grave  all  its  terror  and  gloom. 

2  0  let  me  be  thoughtful  and  prayerful  to-day, 
And  not  spend  a  minute  in  trifling  or  play  ; 
Remembering    these    seasons    were    graciously 

given 
To  teach  me  to  seek,  and  prepare  me  for  heaven. 

3  In  the  house  of  my  God,  in  his  presence  and  fear, 
When  I  worship  to-day,  may  it  all  be  sincere ; 
In  the  school  when  I  learn,  may  I  do  it  with  care, 
And  be  grateful  to  those  who  watch  over  me  there. 


23  Sunday  Morning.  C.  M. 

LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 


22  the  lord's  day. 

2  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

3  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

4  Oh,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness ; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 


24  Sabbath  Morning.  7s. 

SAFELY  through  another  week 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek. 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day: 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best ; 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest ! 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 

Show  thy  reconciling  face  — 
Take  away  our  sins  and  shame : 

From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 

May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 


THE    LORD'S    DAT.  23 

Here  we're  come,  thy  name  to  praise; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear: 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 
Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints  ; 

Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 
Bring  relief  for  all  complaints: 

Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 

Till  we  join  the  church  above. 


25  The  Sabbath.  L.  M. 

OUR  Sabbaths  come  so  welcome  on, 
We  wish  them  to  remain  awhile, 
But  soon,  alas !  their  joys  are  gone, 
And  scarce  "  bequeath  a  parting  smile." 

2  Full  many  are  the  hours  of  grief, 

Allotted  to  the  sons  of  men, 
Our  Sabbaths  bring  a  short  relief 
Yet  leave  us  but  to  mourn  again. 

3  Ye  peaceful  days !  and  thou  blest  sun 

Why  roll  ye  in  such  haste  away? 
Ye  happy  hours !  why  flow  ye  on 
So  fast  toward  eternity? 


24  the  lord's  day. 


4  0!  if  ye  bring  an  endless  day, 

Speed  fast  along,  nor  never  cease: 
"We'll  gladly  feel  your  joys  decay, 
In  perfect  and  enduring  bliss. 


26  Blessedness  of  the  Sabbath.  7s. 

LET  the  Sabbath-day  be  blest, 
Day  of  joy  and  day  of  rest ; 
Songs  of  praise  ascend  on  high, 
Hallelujahs  fill  the  sky. 

2  Let  the  Sabbath-day  be  blest, 
Day  of  joy  and  day  of  rest ; 
Humble  prayer  to  God  ascend, 
God  our  Father  and  our  Friend. 

3  Let  the  Sabbath-day  be  blest, 
Day  of  joy  and  day  of  rest  ; 
Gladly  hear  his  holy  Word, 
Gladlj-  learn  the  -way  to  God. 


27  Sabbath  Eve.  7s. 

SOFTLY  f\ides  the  twilight  ray 
Of  the  holy  Sabbath-day ; 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 

2  Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 
O'er  the  earth  as  daylight  lades  ; 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose 
At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 


THE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL.  25 

3  Peace  ii  00  the  world  abroad, 
'Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God; 
Symbol  of  the  peace  -within, 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 

4  Still  the  Spirit  lingers  near. 
Where  the  evening  worshipper 
Seeks  communion  with  the  skies, 
Pressing  onward  to  the  prize. 

5  Saviour,  may  our  Sabbaths  be 
I>ays  of  peace  and  joy  in  thee, 
Till  in  heaven  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close ! 


THE  SUNDAY-SCHOOL 


FOR   SCHOLARS. 

28      Reasons  for  loving  the  Sunday-schoul.     Cft 

T   LOVE  the  Sunday-school  —  the  place 
1    My  youthful  feet  have  trod, 
Where  I  have  heard  of  wisdom's  ways, 
That  lead  to  peace  and  God. 

2  I  love  the  Sunday-school — 'tis  there 
The  praise  of  &od  we  sing, — 
"Tia  there  we  bow  the  knee  ih  prayer 
To  God,  our  heavenly  King, 
o 


2G  THE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

3  I  love  the  Sunday-school  —  where  we 

The  Holy  Bible  read,— 
"Which  tells  of  Christ,  who  came  to  be 
A  Saviour  in  our  need. 

4  0,  that  when  life's  few  cares  are  past. 

Our  teachers  we  may  meet 
Upon  the  heavenly  plains,  and  cast 
Our  crowns  at  Jesus'  feet. 


29  The  same.  L.  M. 

TLOVE  to  join  the  joyful  play, 
To  sport  beside  the  shady  pool, 
To  watch  my  kite  soar  far  away, 
But  more  I  love  the  Sunday-school. 

2  For  there  I  meet  my  teacher's  smile, 

And  read  and  learn  the  holy  book ; 

And  oh,  my  heart  doth  feel  the  while, 

That  God  is  pleas'd  on  us  to  look. 

3  And  when  we  bend  the  knee  in  pray'r, 

And  hymns  to  our  Redeemer  raise, 
It  seems  to  me  that  God  is  there, 
To  hear  us  pray  and  sing  his  praise. 

4  While  others  slight  this  holy  day, 

And  shun  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Oh,  may  I  cleave  to  Wisdom's  way, 
And  ever  in  my  class  be  found. 


FOR   SCHOLARS.  27 

30  A  Heavenly  Place.  S.  M. 

LOVE  the  Sabbath-school, 
Where  happy  children  meet ; 
Where  rich  and  poor  alike  may  come, 
And  sit  at  Jesus'  feet. 


I 


2  I  love  the  Sabbath-school, 

Where  children  learn  to  pray, 
And  hear  about  the  world  to  come, 
And  Jesus  Christ,  the  Way. 

3  I  love  the  Sabbath-school ; 

It  is  a  heav'nly  place  1 
For  there  the  youthful  heart  may  learn 
To  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

4  I  love  the  Sabbath-school, 

And  Him  who  bought  for  me 
This  sweet,  this  precious  means  of  grace, 
And  gives  the  blessing  free ! 


31  Admitted  to  School.  CM.' 

\  DMITTED  where  thy  truths  are  taught 
l\   While  pious  hearts  adore ; 
Father  in  heaven !  my  spirit  ought 
Thy  blessing  to  implore. 

2  Instruct  my  ignorance,  I  pray; 
My  wayward  passions  tame ; 
From  every  folly  guard  my  way, 
From  every  sin  reclaim. 


28  THE   SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

3  Teach  me  thy  precepts  to  fulfil, 
To  trust  in  Him  who  <li<'<l, 
To  yield  submission  to  His  will, 
For  all  is  vain  beside. 


32  Attention.  L.  M. 

DEAR  children !  have  you  ever  thought 
That  you  will  come  to  school  in  vain 
Unless  you  think  of  what  you're  taught, 
And  try  instruction  to  obtain? 

2  Allow  no  idle  thought  or  look. 

Let  no  disturbing  sound  be  heard  | 
And  when  you  read  God's  holy  book, 
Be  sure  you  mind  it  every  word. 

3  His  holy  will  is  written  there, 

For  our  instruction  'tis  designed  ; 
Then  surely  we  should  never  dare 
To  read  it  with  ;i  thoughtless  mind. 


33  Do  not  forget.  C.  M. 

WE'LL  not  forget  the  Sunday-school, 
This  hallow'd,  much-loved  place  ; 
Though  friends  and  scenes  around  us  change 
And  time  flies  on  apace. 

2  We'll  not  forget  the  Sunday-school, 
Where  hopes  of  sin  forgiven 
Through  Him  alone,  who  oame  bo  die, 
Allure  our  souls  to  heaven. 


FOR    SCHOLARS.  20 

3  We'll  not  forget  the  Sunday-school, 

Which  taught  us  to  beware 
Of  Satan's  foul,  deceitful  arts, 
Our  youthful  souls  t'  insnare. 

4  We'll  not  forget  the  Sunday-school, 

Nor  friends  that  here  we  found, 

Who  strove  to  lead  us  home  to  God: 

To  them  our  hearts  are  bound. 

5  "We'll  follow  in  their  footsteps  here, 

And  teach,  and  sing,  and  love ; 
Keep  them  and  us,  Lord,  in  thy  fear, 
Till  we  shall  meet  above ! 


34  Preparation.  C.  M. 

AT7HEN  we  together  weekly  meet, 
VV    Instruction  to  receive, 
Do  thou,  0  Lord,  thy  Spirit  grant, 
That  we  may  hear  and  live. 

2  Turn  off  our  minds  from  vain  desire ; 

From  folly  we  would  flee ; 
0  may  it  be  our  fervent  prayer, 
''Lord,  let  us  live  for  thee." 

3  Then,  when  our  days  on  earth  are  past, 

And  Sabbath-schools  are  o'er, 
We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  last, — 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 
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30  THE    SUNDAY-SCH0O' 


35  Thanks.  7s. 

FATHER!  from  thy  throne  above, 
Smile  upon  us  in  thy  love: 
Happy  children  of  the  free, 
Grateful  songs  -would  raise  to  thee. 

2  Thanks  for  Sunday-schools  so  dear. 
Where  we're  taught  thy  word  to  fear, 
From  that  holy  book  of  thine, 
Fill'd  with  precious  truths  divine. 

3  Saviour!  'mid  all  earthly  strife, 
Through  the  cares  and  ills  of  life, 
May  the  nrecepts  thou  hast  given 
Guide  us  in  the  path  to  heaven. 


36  The  Shepherd's  Flock.  C.  M. 

THOU  art  our  Shepherd,  gracious  Lord; 
Thy  little  flock  behold; 
And  guide  us  by  thy  staff  and  rod, 
As  children  of  thy  fold. 

2  "We  praise  thy  name  that  we  are  brought 

To  this  delightful  place  ; 
Where  we  are  watched,  and  warned,  and 
As  children  of  thy  grace.  [taught, 

3  0  may  our  teachers,  toiling  here, 

Meet  us  at  last  above ; 
And  they  and  we  in  heaven  appear, 
As  children  of  thy  love. 


FOR    SCHOLARS.  31 

37  True  Worshippers.  6s,  4s. 

GREAT  God  in  heaven  above, 
We  offer  up  in  love 

This  hymn  of  praise; 
Help  us,  0  Lord,  to  be 
True  worshippers  of  Thee, 
And  keep  us  ever  free 

From  evil  ways. 

2  May  all  our  teachers  feel 
A  pure  and  holy  zeal 

To  serve  thee  well;  — 
And  may  we  hand  in  hand, 
A  blest  and  happy  band, 
Be  led  to  that  bright  land 

Where  angels  dwell. 


T 


38  Love  for  the  Sunday-school. 

LOYE  the  Sunday-school, 
And  on  that  holy  day 
My  heart  is  often  full 

When  I  attempt  to  pray; 
With  early  steps  I  come 

To  meet  my  teacher  dear, 
Leaving  my  happy  home 
To  seek  instruction  here. 

2  I  love  the  Sunday-school, 
The  precious  volume  too, 
Which  is  the  only  rule 
To  teach  me  what  to  do : 


THE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

Within  it  I   heboid 

The  rays  of  gospel  light, 
Richer  than  gems  or  gold, 

And  more  divinely  bright. 

I  love  the  Sunday-school, 

And  wish  that  every  child 
Would  here  his  name  enroll, 

No  more  be  rude  and  wild  ; 
Wasting  his  precious  time, 

Spending  his  idle  breath 
In  folly  or  in  crime 

Along  the  road  to  death. 

I  love  the  Sunday-school, 

And  wish  that  all  the  earth 
Might  know,  from  pole  to  pole, 

Its  influence  and  worth: 
And  may  God  give  me  grace 

A  Saviour's  name  to  love ; 
To  see  his  smiling  face 

In  mansions  blest  above. 


39  What  we  are  taught.  C.  M. 

OLORD,  on  this  our  Sunday-school, 
Thy  blessing  we  implore ; 
On  those  who  teach  and  those  who  learn, 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  pour. 

2  Here  we  are  taught  to  spend  aright 
Thy  sacred  Sabbath-day ; 
Then  let  us  not  its  hours  employ 
In  idle  talk  or  play. 


FOR   SCHOLARS.  33 

3  Here  too  we  learn  with  thankful  joy, 

To  seek  thy  house  of  prayer; 
Then  let  us  hear,  and  praise,  and  pray, 
In  truth  and  spirit  there. 

4  And  here  we  read  thy  blessed  word, 

The  message  of  thy  will ; 
May  we  indeed  its  truths  believe, 
Its  righteous  laws  fulfil. 


40  We  love  to  come.  P.  M. 

OH !  we  love  to  come  to  our  Sabbath  home, 
And  learn  of  our  teachers  dear, 
Who  point  us,  with  love,  to  our  home  above, 
And  the  crown  that  awaits  us  there. 

I  Oh!  we  love  to  come  to  our  Sabbath  home, 
When  the  six  days  toil  is  o'er, 
And  read  and  sing  of  our  heavenly  Kino-, 
And  learn  to  love  Him  more. 

5  Oh!  we  love  to  come  to  our  Sabbath  home, 
-But  we  would  not  come  alone; 
We  would  each  bring  in,  from  the  depths  of  sin, 
borne  wretched,  wandering  one; 

I  Whose  feet  now  stray  in  the  broad,  broad  way 
Who  know  not  of  God  or  heaven ; 
And  would  bid  them  taste  of  the  blessed  feast, 
Which  our  Father's  love  hath  given. 
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34  THE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

5  Then  toil  we  on  till  the  race  is  won, 
And  the  pearly  gates  unfold, 
And  we  find  our  rest  on  the  Saviour's  breast, 
At  home  in  the  city  of  gold. 


FOR  TEACHERS. 
41        Sabbath-school  Teachers'  Prayer.      C.  M. 

TEACHER  divine!  we  bow  the  knee, 
Submissive,  at  thy  throne ; 
Our  fervent  cry  we  raise  to  thee: 
Ah !  leave  us  not  alone. 

2  In  vain  we  teach,  unless  thy  grace 

Instruct  each  tender  heart ; 
Then  deign  to  hear,  hide  not  thy  face, 
Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  impart. 

3  Without  thee  we  can  nothing  do, 

But  further  from  thee  stray ; 
Oh !  change  our  hearts,  our  minds  renew, 
And  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

4  And  may  the  sacred  tie  of  love 

Bind  us  together  here; 
A  foretaste  give  of  joys  above, 
Life's  pilgrimage  to  cheer. 


FOR   TEACHERS.  35 

Thus  while  on  earth  we  would  adore, 
When  death  shall  close  our  eyes, 

May  teachers,  children,  meet  once  more, 
Transplanted  to  the  skies. 


42  The  Teacher's  Responsibility.         S.  M. 

CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 
A  God  to  glorify ; 
A  never  dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  skv. 


A 


2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil ; 
0  may  it  all  my  powers  engage, 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live ; 
And  oh !  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  for  ever  die. 


43  The  Serious  Charge.  S.  M. 

HOW  serious  is  the  charge 
To  train  the  infant  mind ! 
;Tis  God  alone  can  give  a  heart 
To  such  a  work  inclined. 


36  THE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

2  May  we  in  Christian  bonds 

The  Christian  name  adorn, 
By  active  deeds  for  public  good, 
Nor  mind  the  sinner's  scorn. 

3  "While  wicked  men  unite, 

Our  youth  to  lead  aside, 
'Tis  ours  to  show  them  wisdom's  path, 
In  wisdom's  path  to  guide. 

4  Dependent,  Lord,  on  thee, 

Our  humble  means  to  bless, 
"We  gladly  join  our  hearts  and  hands, 
And  look  for  large  success. 


44  Teacher's  Supplication.  C.  M. 

ALMIGHTY  Father  !  God  of  love  ! 
Our  supplications  hear, 
Attend  in  mercy  from  above, 
To  our  united  prayer. 

2  For  blessings  on  the  rising  race, 

We  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
May  the  rich  influence  of  thy  grace, 
Our  feeble  efforts  own. 

3  More  of  thy  grace  may  teachers  know; 

Thy  Spirit's  aid  impart : 
Patience,  and  love,  and  zeal  bestow, 
To  stimulate  each  heart. 


FOR    TEACHERS.  37 


45  Teachers'  Prayer.  L.   M. 

("1  REAT  God,  our  feeble  efforts  own, 
X  And  crown  our  labors  with  success ; 
!  Grant  that  the  seed  in  weakness  sown, 

May  soon  be  raised  in  righteousness. 
2  Thy  mercy  to  our  pupils  show, 
And  let  their  souls  before  thee  live ; 
For  we  may  plant  and  water  too, 
But  thou  alone  canst  increase  give. 

3  Seal  our  instructions  on  each  heart, 
And  teach  them  to  observe  thy  ways; 
Lead  them  to  choose  the  better  part, 
And  serve  thee  in  their  youthful  days. 

4  Then  we  and  they,  when  time  shall  end, 
With  joy  shall  meet  thee  in  the  sky; 
Before  thy  gracious  footstool  bend, 

And  praise  thee  through  eternity. 


40  Teachers'  Petition.  L.   M. 

MAY  we  who  teach  the  rising  race, 
Be  filled,  0  Lord,  with  every  grace  ; 
And  may  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Descend  and  bless  our  work  of  love. 

2  Thy  grace  to  those  Ave  teach  impart, 
0  Lord,  renew  each  youthful  heart ; 
Help  them  from  every  sin  to  flee, 
And  dedicate  their  lives  to  thee. 
4 


38 


THE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 


3  May  we  in  love  to  them  abound, 
And  zealous  in  the  work  be  found ; 
And  many  seals  may  we  obtain 
To  prove  our  labor  not  in  vain. 

4  When  at  thine  awful  bar  they  stand, 
0  welcome  them  to  thy  right  hand, 
To  join  with  us  the  heavenly  lays, 
And  sing  our  great  Redeemer's  praise. 


47       Blessedness  of  Teaching  Children.      C.  M. 

BLEST  is  the  man  whose  heart  expands 
At  melting  pity's  call, 
And  the  rich  blessings  of  whose  hands 
Like  heav'nly  manna  fall. 

2  Be  ours  the  bliss  in  wisdom's  way 

To  guide  untutor'd  youth, 
And  lead  the  mind  that  went  astray 
To  virtue  and  to  truth. 

3  Children  our  kind  protection  claim : 

And  God  will  well  approve, 
When  infants  learn  to  lisp  his  name, 
And  their  Creator  love. 

4  Delightful  work,  young  souls  to  win, 

And  turn  the  rising  race 
From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 
To  seek  redeeming  grace ! 


FOR    TEAC1IERS.  39 

Almighty  God!  thine  influence  shed, 

To  aid  this  good  design : 
The  honors  of  thy  name  be  spread, 

And  all  the  glory  thine. 


48  Teachers'  Object.  C.  M. 

AS  teachers  of  the  young  we  meet, 
Our  object  is  the  same  ; 
To  lead  them  to  the  Saviour's  feet, 
And  praise  his  glorious  name. 

2  We  meet  to  strengthen  and  unite 
Our  hearts  in  this  employ ; 
0  may  our  work  be  our  delight, 
A  crown  of  future  joy. 

6  May  union,  zeal,  and  wisdom  join, 
To  make  our  meetings  blessed ; 
And  mutual  love  to  God  and  man, 
Be  constantly  possessed. 


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4.9  What  we  meet  for.  S.  M. 

JESUS,  not  for  pride        \ 
Or  selfishness  we  meet; 
For  prayer  and  praise  we  turn  aside, 
And  worldly  thoughts  forget. 

2  We  meet  the  grace  to  take, 

Which  thou  hast  freely  given: 
We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  sake, 
That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 


40  THE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

3   Present  we  know  thou  art ; 
But,  oh  !  thyself  reveal ! 
Now,  Lord,  let  every  waiting  heart 
Thy  gracious  presence  feel ! 


CELEBRATIONS  AND  ANNIVERSARIES. 

50  Anniversary  Hymn.         8s,  7s,  4s. 

WE  have  met  in  peace  together, 
In  this  house  of  God  again, 
Constant  friends  have  led  us  hither, 
Here  to  chant  the  solemn  strain. 
Join  our  voices! 
While  we  chant  the  solemn  strain, 

Join  our  voices ! 
"While  we  chant  the  solemn  strain. 

2  "We  have  met,  but  time  is  flying, 

"We  shall  part,  but  still  his  wing 
Sweeping  o'er  the  dead  and  dying, 
"Will  the  changeful  seasons  bring. 
Passing  moments ! 
Swift  the  changeful  seasops  bring, 

Passing  moments ! 
Swift  the  changeful  seasons  bring. 

3  Let  us,  while  our  hearts  are  lightest, 

In  our  fresh  and  early  years. 
Turn  to  him  whose  smile  is  brightest, 
And  whose  grace  will  calm  our  tears. 


CELEBRATIONS    AND    ANNIVERSARIES.  41 

Gracious  Saviour  1 
Thy  rich  grace  will  calm  our  fears, 

Gracious  Saviour ! 
Thy  rich  grace  will  calm  our  fears. 

4  Then  with  glory  never  ending, 
AYe  our  Saviour's  face  shall  see, 
And  shall  hear  him  gently  saying, 
Little  children,  come  to  me. 
Precious  saying ! 
Little  children,  come  to  me, 

Precious  saying ! 
Little  children,  come  to  me. 


51  Sabbath-school  Celebration.  7s,  6s. 

TO  thee,  0  blessed  Saviour, 
Our  grateful  songs  we  raise ; 
0  tune  our  hearts  and  voices 

Thy  holy  name  to  praise ; 
'Tis  by  thy  sovereign  mercy 

We're  here  allowed  to  meet; 
To  join  with  friends  and  teachers, 
Thy  blessing  to  entreat. 

2  Lord,  guide  and  bless  our  teachers, 

"Who  labor  for  our  good, 
And  may  the  holy  Scriptures 

By  us  be  understood ; 
0  may  our  hearts  be  given 

To  thee,  our  glorious  King; 
That  we  may  meet  in  heaven, 

Thy  praises  there  to  sing. 
4* 


42  THE   SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

3  And  may  the  precious  gospel 

Be  published  all  abroad, 
Till  all  benighted  people 

Shall  know  and  serve  the  Lord 
Till  o'er  the  wide  creation 

The  rays  of  truth  shall  shineT 
And  nations  now  in  darkness, 

Arise  to  lijrht  divine. 


52  Heavenly  joy.  L    M. 

Children. 

RICH  is  the  sacred  song  that  swells 
Where  God  in  light  and  glory  dwells ; 
What  joyful  choir  their  notes  combine! 
Who  utter  music  so  divine? 

Choir. 

2  'Tis  the  sweet  song  of  spotless  love, 
Which  ransomed  children  sing  above ; 
Early  to  God  their  hearts  were  given, 
And  now  they  dwell  with  him  in  heaven. 

Children. 

3  0,  who  may  hope  with  them  to  be, 
And  join  their  tones  of  harmony? 
Who  can  escape  from  earth  and  sin, 
And  pure  and  holy  be  within? 

Choir. 

4  In  strength  divine,  the  youngest  may 
Begin  a  holy  life  to-day ; 

Through  Him  that  loved  us.  hopes  remain 
That  none  shall  seek  the  Lord  in  vain. 


CELEBRATIONS    AND    ANNIVERSARIES.  43 

53  Celebration-day.  8s,  7s. 

TeacJiers. 

COME,  ye  children,  and  adore  him, 
Lord  of  all,  he  reigns  above ; 
Come  and  worship  now  before  him, 
He  hath  called  you  by  his  love. 
He  will  grant  you  every  blessing 

Of  his  all  abounding  grace ; 
Come,  with  humble  hearts  expressing 
All  your  gratitude  and  praise. 

Children. 

2  On  this  holy  day  of  gladness, 

We  will  join  in  praises  meet; 
Every  bosom  free  from  sadness, 

All  with  happiness  replete. 
Oh !  to  feel  the  love  of  Jesus ! 

Oh !  to  know  that,  from  above, 
Still  our  heavenly  Father  sees  us 

With  an  eye  of  tender  love ! 

Teachers. 

3  Dearest  children,  now  adore  him ; 

Swell  aloud  the  joyful  strain ; 
Let  the  nations  bow  before  him, 

Echo  back  the  notes  again. 
While  he  will  accept  the  praises, 

E'en  from  every  heart  and  tongue, 
Those  to  him  an  infant  raises, 

Still  are  sweetest  of  the  song. 


44  THE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

Children. 

4  Lord  of  all,  our  hearts'  oblation 

Now  ascends  to  thee  alone ; 
We  would  come,  with  all  the  nation, 

Now  to  worship  at  thy  throne. 
Teachers!  will  you  join  the  chorus? 

Join  in  hymning  forth  his  praise, 
Who,  for  our  redemption,  shows  us 

All  the  riches  of  his  grace? 

Teachers  and  Children. 

5  Praise  to  thee,  0  Lord,  for  ever ! 

Gladly  now  we  all  unite; 
Praise  to  thee,  0  God !  the  giver, 

Blessed  Lord,  of  life  and  light ! 
Ransomed  nation  spread  the  story ! 

Rescued  people,  ne'er  give  o'er ! 
All  his  grace,  and  all  his  glory, 

0  proclaim  for  evermore ! 


54       @°d  seen  in  his  Works  and  Word.    C.  M. 

WE  seem  to  hear  a  voice  of  praise, 
Here,  'mid  the  leafy  bowers; 
From  murmuring  streams  whose  crystal  maze 
Doth  cheer  the  thirsty  flowers. 

2  But  louder  where  yon  lofty  trees 
By  summer's  hand  are  drest ; 
It  swells  on  every  gentle  breeze. 
From  bough,  and  spray,  and  nost. 


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55  The  Anniversary.  C.  M. 

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46 


THE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 


56  Sunday-school  Celebration.  7s,  6s. 

WE  meet  again  in  gladness, 
And  thankful  voices  raise ; 
To  God,  our  heavenly  Father, 

We'll  tune  our  grateful  praise: 
'Twas  his  kind  hand  that  kept  us 
Through  all  his  changing  year  ; 
His  love  it  is  that  brings  us 
Again  to  worship  here. 

2  We'll  thank  him  for  the   Sabbath, 

This  day  of  holy  rest ; 
And  for  the  blessed  Bible, 

The  book  that  we  love  best  — 
For  Sabbath-schools  and  teachers, 

To  us  so  kindly  given, 
To  guide  us  in  the  pathway 

That  leads  to  joys  in  heaven. 

3  We'll  thank  him  for  our  country, 

The  land  our  fathers  trod  — 
For  liberty  of  conscience, 

And  right  to  worship  God. 
0  Lord,  our  heavenly  Father, 

Accept  the  praise  we  bring, 
And  tune  our  hearts  and  voices 

Thy  glorious  name  to  sing. 

4  Soon  may  thy  gracious  scepter 

Extend  to  every  land, 
And  all  as  willing  subjects 
Submit  to  thy  command. 


CELEBRATIONS    AND    ANNIVERSARIES.  47 

Send  forth  the  gospel  tidings, 

And  hasten  on  the  day 
When  every  isle  and  nation 

Shall  own  Messiah's  sway. 

5*7  Anniversary  Hymn.       8s,  7s,  4s. 

LORD,  we  thank  thee,  thou  hast  spoken 
By  the  word  of  grace  again ; 
Every  heart  and  bosom  open, 

That  the  seed  may  there  remain; 

Grant  in  mercy 
That  it  be  not  sown  in  vain. 

2  Thanks  we  give  for  thy  protection 

O'er  our  path  another  year ; 
Still  we  pray  for  thy  direction 
While  we  walk  as  pilgrims  here ; 

Safe  our  journey, 
Only  safe  while  thou  art  near. 

3  And  when  death  shall  hover  o'er  us, 

When  we  come  to  Jordan's  tide, 
Thou,  who  passedst  through  before  us, 
Be  our  Guardian  and  our  Guide ; 

Still  protect  us 
Till  we  land  on  Canaan's  side. 

4  Angels,  in  the  realms  of  glory, 

Hymn  thy  love  to  fallen  man ; 
There  we  too  would  swell  the  story 
Of  thv  mercy's  wondrous  plan, 
And  would  praise  thee  — 
Praise  thee  more  than  angels  can. 


48  THE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

58  Sunday-school  Dedication.  L.  M. 

IN  fervent  prayer,  with  holy  praise, 
This  building  now  we  consecrate ; 
.   To  train  the  young,  from  early  days, 
To  know  Thy  will,  their  sins  to  hate. 

2  To  teach  them  how  and  where  to  find 

The  grace  that  saves  from  Satan's  reign ; 
To  love  their  God  with  heart  and  mind, 
And  from  forbidden  ways  refrain. 

3  To  read  and  learn  a  Saviour's  grace, 

Who  on  the  cross  himself  he  gave 
For  them,  —  and  all  the  fallen  race, — 
Jesus,  the  mighty  Lord,  to  save. 

4  May  all  the  children  who  attend 

Within  these  walls,  thy  children  be ; 
And  with  their  teachers  ever  spend, 
With  thee,  a  blest  eternity. 


59      Opening  of  a  Sabbath-school  Room.        8s. 

WITH  grateful  delight  we  survey 
The  work  of  this  building  complete ; 
We  bless  thee,  dear  Saviour,  this  day, 
We  here  are  permitted  to  meet. 

2  But  what  will  this  structure  avail, 
Unless  thy  kind  presence  is  here? 
Our  work  will  most  certainly  fail; 
No  fruit  unto  God  will  appear. 


CELEBRATIONS    AND    ANNIVERSARIES.  49 

3  But  sweet  are  thy  promises,  Lord  — 
On  these  let  us  ever  depend ; 
They  teach,  where  thy  name  we  repord, 
Thy  presence  and  grace  will  attend. 


QQ  Sunday-school  Celebration.  L.  M. 

Congregation. 

GREAT  God,  accept  our  songs  of  praise 
Which  we  would  to  thy  honor  raise, 
Bless  our  attempts  to  spread  abroad 
The  knowledge  of  our  Saviour,  God. 

Children. 

2  Next  to  our  God,  our  thanks  are  due 
To  those  who  love  and  pity  show, 
In  kindly  pointing  out  the  road 
That  leads  to  Christ,  the  way  to  God. 

Congregation. 

3  We  claim  no  merit  of  our  own: 
Great  God,  the  work  is  thine  alone ! 
Thou  didst  at  first  our  hearts  incline 
To  carry  on  this  great    design. 

Children. 

4  Now  we  are  taught  to  read  and  pray, 
To  hear  God's  word,  to  keep  his  day ; 
Lord,  here  accept  the  thanks  we  bring  — 
Our  infant  tongues  thy  praise  would  sing. 

5  D 


50  THE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

Congregation. 

o  With  those  dear  children  we'll  unite : 
Their  songs  inspire  us  with  delight: 
Lord,  while  on  earth  we  sing  thy  love, 
May  angels  join  the  notes  above. 

Children. 

6  Great  God,  our  benefactors  bless, 

Congregation. 

And  crown  thy  work  with  great  success ; 

Both. 

0  may  we  meet  around  thy  throne, 
To  sing  thy  praise  in  strains  unknown. 


61         Opening  of  a  Sunday-School  Room.         7s. 

HALLOWD  be  this  humble  spot, 
Like  the  place  of  Jacob's  bed : 
God  was  there  —  he  knew  it  not 
Till  heaven  open'd  o'er  his  head. 

2  Not  in  visions  of  the  night, 

God  of  Jacob !  on  our  way, 
But  in  noon  of  gospel  light 

Here  thy  power  and  grace  display. 

3  Oft  on  embassies  of  love 

Be  descending  angels  sent, 
And,  returning,  spread  above 
Joy  o'er  sinners  that  repent. 


CELEBRATIONS    AND    ANNIVERSARIES.  51 

4  Here  the  children's  angels  see 

Little  ones  to  Jesus  brought, 

In  thy  nurture  train'd  for  thee, 

By  thine  admonition  taught. 

5  While  thy  ministers  declare 

All  the  counsel  of  thy  will, 
Lord,  thy  people's  hearts  prepare 
Every  precept  to  fulfil. 

6  Here,  -when  all  that  live  are  dead, 

And  successors  fill  their  place, 
Age  by  age  may  souls  be  led, 
In  this  house,  to  seek  thy  face. 


62  Independence- Day.  C.  M. 

WITH  joy  we  meet, 
"With  smiles  we  greet, 
Our  schoolmates  bright  and  gay; 
Be  dry  each  tear 
Of  sorrow  here  — 
'Tis  Independence-Day. 

2  'Tis  freedom's  sound 

That  rings  around, 
And  brightens  every  ray: 

Our  banner  floats, 

With  trumpet  notes, 
On  Independence-Day. 


52  THE    SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

3  "While  thunder  breaks, 
And  music  wakes 

Its  patriotic  lay, 
At  temple-gate 
Our  feet  shall  wait 

On  Independence-Day. 

4  0  who  from  home 
Would  fail  to  come 

And  join  the  children's  lay, 
When  praise  we  bring 
To  God  our  King, 

On  Independence-Day? 

5  For  liberty, 
Great  God,  to  thee 

Our  grateful  thanks  we  pay: 
For  thanks,  we  know, 
To  thee  we  owe, 

On  Independence-Day. 


g3  National  Praise.  8s,  7s. 

UP  to  thee,  almighty  Father, 
Ancient  of  eternal  days, 
Throned  in  uncreated  glory, 

Hear  us  while  our  songs  we  raise. 

2  Praise,  for  thy  unceasing  bounty, 
Poured  with  an  indulgent  hand : 
Praise,  for  blessings  still  increasing, 
Crowning  freedom's  favored  land. 


CELEBRATIONS   AND   ANNIVERSARIES.  53 

3  While  a  nation's  heart  is  leaping, 

Mighty  in  its  gushing  joy, 
May  the  song  of  adoration 

All  its  grateful  powers  employ. 

4  Thine,  0  Lord,  shall  he  the  kingdom.; 

Thine  the  power  and  glory  be ; 
Thine  through  endless  ages  rolling, 
Thine  throughout  eternity. 


64  Freedom  of  the  Bible.  7s,  6s. 

ONCE  more  with  hallowed  feeling, 
We  join  the  blest  employ, 
Our  nation's  praises  pealing 

In  songs  of  festive  joy; 
And  back  the  loud  hosanna 
Shall  roll  from  sea  to  sea, 
Till  mountain  and  savanna 
Re-echo  —  "We  are  free!" 

2  We  love  the  Book  which  lighted 

The  glow  of  patriot-fires, 
When  Freedom  was  benighted, 

In  the  bosoms  of  our  sires. 
They  shed  their  blood  to  save  us, 

And  gained  our  liberty ; 
But  the  greatest  boon  they  gave  us — 

The  Bible  was  made  free ! 

3  Our  land  is  Virtue's  dwelling, 

Here  Science  builds  her  shrine, 
And  happy  hearts  are  swelling 

With  joys  almost  divine; 
5* 


54  *  THE    SUN-DAY-SCHOOL. 

And  \re  in  emulation, 

Here  pledge  ourselves  to  be 

The  guardians  of  the  Nation — 
"We'll  keep  the  Bible  free! 

4  Then  come,  with  hallowed  feeling, 

Join  in  the  blest  employ, 
Our  nation's  praises  pealing 

In  songs  of  festive  joy, 
Till  back  the  loud  hosanna 

Shall  roll  from  sea  to  sea, 
From  mountain  and  savanna, — 

We'll  keep  the  Bible  free! 


W 


(55  National  Hymn.  6s,  4s. 

"Y  country,  'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 
Of  thee  I  sing ; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride, 
From  ev'ry  mountain  side 
Let  freedom  ring. 

2  My  native  country,  thee — 
Land  of  the  noble  free — 

Thy  name  I  love ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 


CELEBRATIONS    AND   ANNIVERSARIES.  55 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song: 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, — 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God,  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing ; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King. 


(36  Fourth  of  July.  8s,  7s,  4. 

GOD  of  every  land  and  nation, 
On  this  glorious  jubilee, 
Let  the  incense  of  oblation 

From  each  heart  arise  to  thee. 
Save  our  country: 
Long  preserve  her  liberty. 

2  Let  thy  richest  blessings  ever 
Rest  upon  our  happy  land; 
May  no  fierce  contention  sever 
The  confederated  band ; 
In  sweet  union 
May  we  still  unshaken  stand. 


56  THE   SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 

3  May  we  all  be  safely  guided, 
Saviour,  by  thy  gracious  will ; 
When  life's  storms  shall  have  subsided, 
And  our  tongues  in  death  are  still, 
May  we  praise  thee, 
Where  immortal  glories  thrill. 


(37  Anniversary  of  Independence.  7s, 

WE  come  with  joy  and  gladness, 
To  breathe  our  songs  of  praise, 
Nor  let  one  note  of  sadness 
Be  mingled  in  our  lays ; 
For  'tis  a  hallow'd  story, 

This  theme  of  freedom's  birth ; 
Our  fathers'  deeds  of  glory 
Are  echo'd  round  the  earth. 

2  The  sound  is  waxing  stronger, 

And  thrones  and  nations  hear — 
Proud  man  shall  rule  no  longer, 

For  God  the  Lord  is  near ; 
And  he  will  crush  oppression, 

And  raise  the  humble  mind, 
And  give  the  earth's  possession 

Among  the  good  and  kind. 

3  And  then  shall  sink  the  mountains, 

Where  pride  and  power  are  crown'd, 
And  peace,  like  gentle  fountains, 
Shall  shed  its  pureness  round. 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  57 


0  God !  we  would  adore  thee, 
And  in  thy  shadow  rest : 

Our  fathers  bow'd  before  thee, 
And  trusted,  and  were  blest. 


GOD  THE  FATHER. 

68  There  is  a  God.  L.  M. 

WHEN  I  look  up  to  yonder  sky, 
So  pure,  so  bright,  so  wondrous  high, 
I  think  of  One  I  cannot  see, 
But  One  who  sees  and  cares  for  me. 

2  His  name  is  God !  he  gave  me  birth ; 
And  every  living  thing  on  earth, 
And  every  tree  and  plant  that  grows, 
To  the  same  hand  its  being  owes. 

3  'Tis  he  my  daily  food  provides, 
And  all  that  I  require  besides ; 

And  when  I  close  my  slumbering  eye 
I  sleep  in  peace,  for  he  is  nigh. 

4  Then  surely  I  should  ever  love 

This  gracious  God  who  reigns  above : 

For  very  kind  indeed  is  he, 

To  love  a  humble  child  like  me. 


58  GOD    THE    FATHER. 


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6Q  Perfections  of  God.  L.  M. 

LL-POW'RFUL,  self-existent  God, 
Who  all  creation  dost  sustain ! 
Thou  -wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come ; 
And  everlasting  is  thy  reign. 

2  Fix'd  and  eternal  as  thy  days, 

Each  glorious  attribute  divine, 
Through  ages  infinite,  shall  still 
With  undiminish'd  lustre  shine. 

3  Fountain  of  being !  source  of  good ! 

Immutable  dost  thou  remain ; 
Nor  can  the  shadow  of  a  change 
Obscure  the  glories  of  thy  reign. 

4  Earth  may  with  all  her  pow'rs  dissolve, 

If  such  the  great  Creator's  will: 
But  thou  forever  art  the  same, 
"  I  am"  is  thy  memorial  still. 


70  God's  Wisdom  in  Creation.  C.  M. 

THERE'S  not  a  tint  that  paints  the  rose, 
Or  decks  the  lily  fair, 
Or  streaks  the  humblest  flower  that  grows, 
But  God  has  placed  it  there. 

2  There's  not  of  grass  a  single  blade, 
Or  leaf  of  lowliest  mien, 
Where  heavenly  skill  is  not  display'd, 
And  heavenly  wisdom  seen. 


GOD    THE    FATHER.  59 

3  There's  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light 

Illumes  the  distant  earth, 
And  cheers  the  solemn  gloom  of  night, 
But  Heaven  gave  it  birth. 

4  There's  not  a  place  in  heaven's  vast  round, 

In  ocean's  deep,  or  air, 
Where  skill  and  wisdom  are  not  found, — 
For  God  is  everywhere. 


71  Praise  to  God.  S.  M. 

A  LMIGHTY  Maker,  God! 
XX  How  wondrous  is  thy  name ! 
Thy  glories  how  diffused  abroad, 
Through  the  creation's  frame! 

2  Nature  in  every  dress, 

Her  humble  homage  pays, 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways  t'  express 
Thine  undissembled  praise. 

3  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 

To  her  Creator  too, 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 

4  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 

The  remnant  of  my  days, 
And  to  my  God  my  soul  ascend 
In  Sweet  perfumes  of  praise. 


60  GOD    THE    FATHER. 


72  Love  of  God.  7s. 

SING,  my  soul,  his  wondrous  love, 
Who  from  yon  bright  world  above, 
Ever  watchful  o'er  our  race, 
Still  to  man  extends  his  grace. 

2  Heaven  and  earth  by  him  were  made, 
He  by  all  must  be  obeyed; 

What  are  we,  that  he  should  show 
So  much  love  to  us  below! 

3  God,  thus  merciful  and  good, 
Bought  us  with  a  Saviour's  blood, 
And,  to  make  our  safety  sure, 
Guides  us  by  his  Spirit  pure. 

4  Sing,  my  soul,  adore  his  name, 
Let  his  glory  be  thy  theme ; 
Praise  him  till  he  calls  thee  home, 
Trust  his  love  for  all  to  come. 


73  The  all-seeing  God.  C.  M. 

ALMIGHTY  God,  thy  piercing  eye 
Strikes  through  the  shades  of  night, 
And  our  most  secret  actions  lie 
All  open  to  thy  sight. 


GOD    THE    FATHER.  61 

2  There's  not  a  sin  that  we  commit, 

Nor  wicked  word  we  say, 
But  in  thy  dreadful  book  'tis  writ,    . 
Against  the  judgment-day. 

3  And  must  the  crimes  that  I  have  done 

Be  read  and  published  there? 
Be  all  exposed  before  the  sun, 
While  men  and  angels  hear? 

4  Lord,  at  thy  feet  ashamed  I  lie ; 

Upward  I  dare  not  look; 
Pardon  my  sins  before  I  die, 
And  blot  them  from  thy  book 


74  Samuel.  H.  M. 

TT7HEN  little  Samuel  woke, 
VV    And  heard  his  Maker's  voice, 
At  every  word  He  spoke, 

How  much  did  he  rejoice ! 
Oh,  blessed,  happy  child,  to  find 
The  God  of  heaven  so  near  and  kind. 

2  If  God  would  speak  to  me, 
And  say  he  was  my  friend, 

How  happy  should  I  be ! 
Oh !  how  would  I  attend ! 

The  smallest  sin  I  then  should  fear, 

If  God  Almighty  were  so  near. 

6 


62  GOD    THE    FATHER. 

3  And  does  he  never  speak? 

Oh,  yes !  for  in  his  word 
He  bids  me  come  and  seek 

The  God  -whom  Samuel  heard: 
In  almost  every  page  I  see, 
The  God  of  Samuel  calls  to  me. 

4  And  I  beneath  his  care 

May  safely  rest  my  head; 
I  know  that  God  is  there, 

To  guard  my  humble  bed ; 
And  every  sin  I  well  may  fear, 
Since  God  Almighty  is  so  near. 


75  Support  in  God.  C.  M. 

OGOD,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home, — 

2  Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 

To  endless  years  the  same. 


GOD    THE    FATHER.  63 

*76  @°d  "  Love.  7s. 

EARTH,  with  her  ten  thousand  flowers, 
Air,  with  all  its  beams  and  showers, 
All  around,  and  all  above, 
Hath  this  record,  "God  is  love." 

2  Sounds  among  the  Tales  and  hills, 
In  the  woods,  and  by  the  rills, 
All  these  songs,  beneath,  above, 
Have  one  burthen,  "God  is  love." 

3  All  the  charities  that  start 
From  the  fountains  of  the  heart, 
These  are  voices  from  above, 
Sweetly  whispering,  "  God  is  love." 

4  Earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  flowers, 
Air,  with  all  its  beams  and  showers, 
All  are  voices  from  above, 

Loudly  sounding,  "God  is  love." 


64 


CHRIST. 

*77  Crown  Him  Lord  of  all.  C.  M. 

ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransom'd  from  the  fall, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  0  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


78  The  Friend.  8s,  7s. 

ONE  there  is  above  all  others, 
Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 


CHRIST.  65 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 
But  this  Saviour  died  to  have  us 
Reconciled,  in  him,  to  God. 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name; 
Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 

4  0  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love; 
We,  alas !  forget  too  often 
What  a  friend  we  have  above. 


"79  Praise  to  the  Redeemer.  C.  M. 

OFOR  a  thousand  tongues,  to  sing 
My  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumph  of"  his  grace. 

2  My  gracious  Master,  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim,  — 
To  spread,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus !  —  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 
6*  e 


66  CHRIST. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 
He  sets  the  prisoner  free ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean; 
His  blood  avail' d  for  me. 


30  Christ  the  King  of  Saints.  H.  M. 

TJEJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King; 
±\j  Your  Lord  and  King  adore ; 
Children  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore: 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

2  Jesus  the  Saviour  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love ; 
When  he  had  purged  our  stains, 

He  took  his  seat  above: 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  given: 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

4  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand, 

Till  all  his  foes  submit, 
And  bow  to  his  command, 

And  fall  beneath  his  feet: 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 


67 


gl  Christ  our  Refuge.  7s. 

TESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
J    Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly ; 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high ! 
Hide  me,  0  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  .into  the  haven  guide, 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Lo!  I,  helpless,  hang  on  thee: 
Leave,  oh !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Lest  I  basely  shrink  and  flee ! 
Thou  art  all  my  trust  and  aid, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sins ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee ; 
Reign,  0  Lord,  within  my  heart, 

Reign  to  all  eternity ! 

82  Christ's  Love  to  the  Young.  C.  M. 

YT7HEN  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne 
VV     And  dwelt  with  men  below; 
It  was  his  glorious  work  to  bless, 
And  happiness  bestow  ■ 


5  CHRIST. 

2  The  poor  and  wretched  claimed  his  aid, 
Nor  sought  relief  in  vain; 
When  parents  owned  his  gracious  help, 
He  blessed  their  infant  train. 

And  now,  though  Jesus  reigns  above, 
He  makes  the  young  his  care ; 

And  helpless  children  still  he  owns, 
And  they  his  goodness  share. 

4  Now  we  are  taught  to  read  thy  word 

Which  makes  the  foolish  wise ; 

0  may  we  know  a  Saviour's  name, 

And  learn  his  worth  to  prize. 


83  Christ  our  All.  8s,  7s. 

LAMB  of  God,  we  fall  before  thee, 
Humbly  trusting  in  thy  cross, 
That  alone  be  all  our  glory, 
All  things  else  we  count  are  loss. 
Thee  we  own  a  perfect  Saviour 
Only  source  of  all  that's  good. 
Ev'ry  grace  and  ev'ry  favor 
Comes  to  us  through  Jesus'  blood. 

2  Jesus  gives  us  true  repentance, 
By  his  Spirit  sent  from  heav'n ; 
Whispers  this  transporting  sentence, 
"  Son,  thy  sins  are  all  forgiv'n." 
Faith  he  grants  us  to  believe  it, 
Grateful  hearts  his  love  to  prize: 
Want  we  wisdom?  he  must  give  it; 
Hearing  ears,  and  seeing  eyes. 


69 


3  Jesus  gives  us  pure  affections, 
Wills  to  do  what  he  requires; 
Makes  us  follow  his  directions, 
And  what  he  commands,  inspires. 
All  our  prayers,  and  all  our  praises, 
Rightly  offcr'd  in  his  name, 
He  that  dictates  them  is  Jesus ; 
He  that  answers  is  the  same. 


E 


Q4  The  Saviour's  excellence.  7s. 

VER  patient,  gentle,  meek, 
Holy  Saviour,  was  thy  mind ; 
Vainly  in  myself  I  seek 

Likeness  to  my  Lord  to  find; 
Yet,  that  mind  that  was  in  thee, 
May  be,  must  be,  found  in  me. 

2  Though  such  griefs  were  thine  to  bear, 

For  each  sufferer  thou  couldst  feel; 
Every  mourner's  burden  share, 

Every  wounded  spirit  heal ; 
Saviour,  let  thy  grace  in  me 
Form  that  mind  which  was  in  thee. 

3  "When  my  pain  is  most  intense, 

Let  thy  cross  my  lesson  prove ; 
Let  me  hear  thee  e'en  from  thence, 

Breathing  words  of  peace  and  love; 
Saviour,  let  thy  grace  in  me 
Form  that  mind  which  was  in  thee. 


70  CHRIST. 

85  Christ  the  True   Vine.  L.  M. 

JESUS,  thou  true  and  living  Vine, 
Make  me  by  faith  a  child  of  thine ; 
That  I  a  living  branch  may  be, 
Abiding  always,  Lord,  in  thee. 

2  Now  to  niy  soul  thy  life  impart, 
Come  and  abide  within  my  heart; 
May  ample  grace  thy  Spirit  give, 
That  to  thy  glory  I  may  live. 

3  Beneath  my  heavenly  Father's  care 
"Fruits  of  the  Spirit"  may  I  bear  — 
Humility,  and  faith,  and  love: 

And  so  thy  true  disciple  prove. 

4  Saviour,  a  tender  branch  am  I ; 
Severed  from  thee  my  soul  would  die : 
For  life,  for  strength,  I  must  entwine, 
And  cling  around  the  living  Vine. 

5  To  me  eternal  life  supply ; 
Then  shall  I  never,  never  die  — 
But  when  transplanted  by  thy  love 
Bloom  in  thy  Paradise  above. 

86  Christ  the  Rock.  7s. 

T)  OCK  of  ages  cleft  for  me, 

AAj  Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee : 

Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  wounded  side  which  flow'd, 

Be  of  sin  the  perfect  cure,  — 

Save  me,  Lord,  and  make  me  pure. 


CHRIST.  71 

2  Nothing  in  nay  hand  I  bring ; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling ; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress ; 
Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace ; 
Foul,  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die ! 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment-throne, 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

37  Jesus  lives.  L.  M. 

I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives  — 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives  I 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead ; 
He  lives,  my  everlasting  Head ! 

2  He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  his  love ; 
He  lives,  to  plead  for  me  above  ; 
He  lives,  my  hungry  soul  to  feed ; 
He  lives,  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath ; 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death ; 
He  lives,  my  mansion  to  prepare ; 

He  lives,  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

4  He  lives  —  all  glory  to  his  name ; 
He  lives,  my  Saviour,  still  the  same ; 
Oh!  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, — 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 


72  CHRIST. 


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88  Learniny  to  love.  7s. 

^1  AArIOUR !  teach  ine,  day  by  day, 

Love's  sweet  lesson  to  obey; 
Sweeter  lesson  cannot  be, 
Loving  Him  who  first  loved  me. 

2  With  a  child-like  heart  of  love, 
At  thy  bidding  may  I  move ; 
Prompt  to  serve  and  follow  thee, 
Loving  Him  who  first  loved  me. 

3  Teach  me  all  my  steps  to  trace, 
Strong  to  follow  in  thy  grace ; 
Learning  how  to  love  from  thee, 
Loving  Him  who  first  loved  me. 

4  Love  in  loving  finds  employ — 
In  obedience  all  her  joy: 
Ever  new  that  joy  will  be, 
Loving  Him  who  first  loved  me. 

5  Thus  may  I  rejoice  to  show 
That  I  feel  the  love  I  owe; 
Singing,  till  thy  face  I  see, 

Of  His  love  who  first  loved  me. 


89  Christ  the  Fountain.  C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 


73 


2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day; 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb !  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransom'd  Church  of  God 
Are  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stamm'ring  tongue, 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 


90  The  name  of  Jesus.  C.  M. 

HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 


74  CHRIST. 

3  By  him  my  prayers  acceptance  gain, 

Although  with  sin  denied ; 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
And  I  am  owned  a  child. 

4  Jesus !  my  Shepherd,  Guardian,  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 


Q]_  Praise  to  Christ.  8s,  7s. 

HAIL,  thou  once  despised  Jesus ! 
Hail,  thou  Galilean  King! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us, 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour ! 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame ; 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favor, 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Paschal  Lamb !  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid; 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made : 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood, 
Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven, 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide  ; 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee 
Seated  at  thy'  Father's  side ; 


CHRIST.  75 

There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 
There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare, 

Ever  for  us  interceding 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

92  The  Example  of  Christ.  8s,  7s. 

TESUS  CHRIST,  my  Lord  and  Saviour, 
J    Once  became  a  child  like  me: 
0  that  in  my  whole  behavior, 
He  my  pattern  still  might  be. 

2  All  my  nature  is  unholy, 

Pride  and  passion  dwell  within ; 
But  the  Lord  was  meek  and  lowly, 
And  was  never  known  to  sin. 

3  While  I'm  often  vainly  trying 

Some  new  pleasure  to  possess 
He  was  alwa}-s  self-denying, 
Patient  in  his  worst  distress. 

4  Lord,  assist  a  feeble  creature ; 

Guide  me  by  thy  word  of  truth ; 
Condescend  to  be  my  teacher 

Through  my  childhood  and  my  youth. 


93  The  way,  the  truth,  and  the  life.         C.  M. 

THOU  art  the  way;  to  thee  alone 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek. 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  through  thee. 


76  CHRIST. 

2  Thou  art  the  truth ;  thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  life;  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conq'ring  arm ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee, 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  way,  the  truth,  the  life, 

Grant  us  to  know  that  way, 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win, 
Which  leads  to  endless  day. 


94  The  Sun  of  Righteousness.  L.  M. 

SUN  of  righteousness,  arise, 
With  gentle  beams  on  Zion  shine ; 
Dispel  the  darkness  from  our  eyes, 
Our  souls  awake  to  life  divine. 


0 


2  On  all  around,  let  grace  descend, 
Like  heavenly  dew  or  copious  showers ; 
That  we  may  call  our  God  our  Friend ; 
That  we  may  hail  salvation  ours. 

95  Christ  as  a  child.  7s,  6s. 

THE  author  of  salvation, 
The  Saviour  meek  and  mild, 
Once  took  a  lowly  station, 
Became  a  little  child. 


77 


In  infancy  a  stranger, 

How  mean  was  his  abode! 

His  cradle  was  a  manger, 
Himself  the  Son  of  Giod. 

2  His  earthly  parents  found  him 

Submissive  day  by  day, 
So  meek  to  all  around  him, 

So  ready  to  obey. 
No  stain  of  sin  or  folly 

Could  ever  cloud  his  brow; 
His  heart  so  pure  and  holy 

With  love  would  ever  glow. 

3  And  when  his  foes  assail' d  him, 

He  sought  but  to  forgive ; 
When  to  the  cross  they  nail'd  him, 

He  died  that  they  might  live. 
This  bright  example  shows  us 

What  duties  to  fulfil: 
Oh,  let  it  now  arouse  us 

To  learn  and  do  his  will ! 


QQ  Jesus  became  a  child.  S.  M. 

JESUS  appeared  on  earth, 
Not  as  a  prince  or  king; 
He  came  a  child  of  heavenly  birth, 
Good  will  and  peace  to  bring. 

2  The  young  received  his  love, 
His  blessing  and  his  care, 
And  still,  though  now  he  reigns  above, 
His  tenderest  love  they  share. 


78  THE    HOLY   SPIRIT. 

3  May  we  this  day  begin 

To  love  the  ways  of  truth ; 
To  shun  the  slippery  paths  of  sin, 
And  walk  with  God  in  youth 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

97  Influence  of  the  Spirit.  L.  M. 

CtOME,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind, 
And  fit  me  to  approach  my  God  ; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  thought, 
And  lead  me  to  my  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 

A  living  spark  of  holy  fire  ? 
0  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame, 

Make  me  to  burn  with  pure  desire. 

3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 

And  let  me  now  my  Saviour  see ; 
0  soothe  and  cheer  my  burdened  heart, 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  thee. 

I 

98  Prayer  for  Sanctification.  S.  M. 

C10ME,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 
J  Let  thy  bright  beams  arise ; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 


THE   HOLY   SPIRIT.  79 

2  Revive  our  drooping  faith. 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove; 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

3  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part 
And  new-create  the  whole. 

4  If  thou,  celestial  Dove, 

Thine  influence  dost  withdraw, 
What  easy  victims  soon  we  fall, 
To  terror,  sin,  and  law. 

5  Dwell,  therefore,  in  our  hearts, 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Thee. 


99  Prayer  for  the  Spirit.  L.  M. 

COME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above, 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 


80  THE   HOLY   SPIRIT. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God ; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living;  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  precepts  stray. 

100  The  Spirit's  Influence.  C.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  See  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys ; 
Our  souls  how  heavily  they  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  Dear  Lord !  and  shall  we  always  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate? 
Our  love  so  cold,  so  faint  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great? 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove ! 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


101  To  ihe  sPirit-  L-  M. 

STAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 
Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite, 
Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 


THE    HOLY    SPIRIT.  81 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful   been, 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received;. 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved. 

3  Yet  0  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 

In  honor  of  my  great  High-Priest; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 
T'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  rest. 


102  The  sPirit  Evoked.  C.  M. 

CELESTIAL  Dove,  come  from  above, 
And  guide  me  in  thy  ways : 
My  heart  prepare  for  solemn  prayer, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  praise. 

2  Open  mine  eyes  and  make  me  wise, 

My  interest  to  discern: 
From  every  sin,  without,  within, 
Incline  my  heart  to  turn. 

3  Fly  to  my  aid  when  I'm  afraid 

Or  plunged  in  deep  distress : 
My  foes  subdue,  and  bring  me  through 
This  howling  wilderness. 


103  The  Spirit  sent.  S.  M. 

JESUS  now  reigns  above, 
And  sends  his  Spirit  down, 
To  show  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
And  make  his  Gospel  known. 

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82  THE    HOLY   SPIRIT. 

2  0  may  that  Spirit  teach, 

And  make  my  heart  receive 
Those  truths  which  all  his  servants  preach, 
And  all  his  saints  believe. 

3  Then  shall  I  praise  the  Lord, 

In  a  more  cheerful  strain, 
That  I  was  taught  to  read  his  word, 
And  have  not  learned  in  vain. 


104  For  the  Spirit  and  help.  8s,  7s. 

LET  thy  Spirit,  Lord,  descending. 
Rest  upon  each  youthful  heart  ; 
May  his  grace  our  work  attending, 
Heavenly  life  and  love  impart ! 

2  Let  thy  presence  go  before  us, 

Through  this  wilderness  of  sin ! 

Spread  thy  sheltering  pinions  o'er  us, 

Light  the  lamp  of  truth  within ! 

3  0  thou  good  and  gracious  Father, 

"Write  on  us  thy  saving  name ! 
0  thou  gentle  Shepherd,  gather 
With  thine  arm  each  little  lamb! 

4  Feed  us  in  thy  verdant  meadows, 

Lead  us  by  thy  quiet  streams, 
Till  beyond  the  vale  of  shadows, 
Heaven's  unclouded  glory  beams! 


THE    nOLY   SPIRIT.  83 

105  Prayer  for  the  Spirit.  L.  M. 

CtOME,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love ; 
Soften  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone, 
And  let  thy  God-like  pow'r  be  known. 

2  Speak  thou,  and  from  the  haughtiest  eyes 
Shall  floods  of  pious  sorrow  rise ; 

While  all  their  glowing  souls  are  borne 
To  seek  that  grace  which  now  they  scorn. 

3  0  let  a  holy  flock  await, 
Numerous  around  thy  temple  gate ; 
Each  pressing  on,  with  zeal,  to  be 
A  living  sacrifice  to  thee. 

4  In  answer  to  our  fervent  cries, 
0  may  we  see  thy  Church  arise ; 
Or,  if  that  blessing  seem  too  great, 
Teach  us  to  mourn  its  low  estate. 


106  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit.  L.  M. 

} RATHER  of  heav'n,  whose  love  profound 
A  ransom  for  our  souls  has  found, 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
To  us  thy  pard'ning  love  extend. 

2  Almighty  Son,  incarnate  "Word, 
Our  Prophet,  Priest,  Redeemer,  Lord, 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend; 
To  us  thy  saving  grace  extend. 


X4  THE    SOUL. 

3  Eternal  Spirit,  by  whose  breath, 

The  soul  is  rais'd  from  sin  and  death, 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
To  us  thy  quick'ning  pow'r  extend. 

4  Jehovah !  Father,  Spirit,  Son ! 
Eternal  Godhead,  Three  in  One ! 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
Grace,  pardon,  life,  to  us  extend. 


THE   SOUL. 

107  The  Soul.  C.  M. 

"TT^HAT  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price, 

VV     The  whole  creation  round? 

That  which  was  lost  in  Paradise, 

That  which  in  Christ  is  found : 

2  The  soul  of  man — Jehovah's  breath, 

That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife ; 
Hell  moves  beneath  to  work  its  death ; 
Heaven  stoops  to  give  it  life. 

3  God,  to  redeem  it,  did  not  spare 

His  well-beloved  Son ; 
Jesus,  to  save  it,  deign'd  to  bear 
The  sins  of  all  in  one. 


THE    SOUL.  85 

4  And  is  this  treasure  borne  below, 

In  earthen  vessels  frail  ? 
Can  none  its  utmost  value  know, 
Till  flesh  and  spirit  fail? 

5  Then  let  us  gather  round  the  cross, 

That  knowledge  to  obtain ; 
Not  by  the  soul's  eternal  loss, 
But  everlasting  gain. 


108  The  Soul.  C.  M. 

THOUGH  I  am  young,  I  have  a  soul 
The  world  can  never  buy; 
And  while  eternal  ages  roll, 
It  will  not,  cannot  die. 

2  For  it  must  soar  to  worlds  on  high, 

Where  happy  spirits  dwell, 

Or,  buried  with  the  wicked,  lie 

Deep  in  the  woes  of  hell. 

3  The  soul  by  numerous  sins  denied 

Can  never  enter  heaven, 
Till  God  and  it  be  reconciled, 
And  all  its  sins  forgiven: 

4  Till  it  be  pure  from  all  its  stains, 

In  perfect  righteousness  ; 
Cleans'd  by  the  Saviour's  dying  pains, 
Renew'd  by  sovereign  grace. 


86  SIN"    AND    THE    LAW. 

5  Pardon  it,  cleanse  it,  God  of  grace ! 
And  let  it  holy  be ; 
Array' d  in  thine  own  holiness, 
And  meet  to  dwell  with  thee. 


SIN  AND  THE  LAW. 


109  Sin.  C.  M. 

[IN  is  to  break  the  holy  law, 
That  law  which  God  has  given ; 
We  know  that  Adam,  for  his  sin, 
From  Paradise  was  driven. 


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2  God's  holy  law  forbids  all  sin, 

Yet  we  have  disobey'd, 
By  outward  acts  and  thoughts  within, 
That  law  which  God  has  made. 

3  But  if  we  now  with  sorrow  pray 

That  we  may  be  forgiv'n, 
The  Lord  will  take  our  sins  away 
And  make  us  fit  for  heaven. 


WO  Corrupt  nature  from  Adam.  C.  M. 

BLESS'D  with  the  joys  of  innocence, 
Our  father  Adam  stood, 
Till  he  debas'd  his  soul  with  sense, 
And  ate  th'  unlawful  food. 


SIN   AND   THE   LAW.  87 

2  Now  we  arc  born  a  sensual  race, 

To  sinful  joys  inclin'd ; 
Reason  has  lost  its  native  place, 
And  flesh  enslaves  the  mind. 

3  While  flesh,  and  sense,  and  passion  reign, 

Sin  is  the  sweetest  good ; 
We  fancy  music  in  our  chain, 
And  so  forget  the  load. 

4  Great  God,  renew  our  ruined  frame, 

Our  broken  pow'rs  restore, 
Inspire  us  with  a  heav'nly  flame, 
And  flesh  shall  reign  no  more. 

5  Eternal  Spirit,  write  thy  law 

Upon  our  inward  parts, 
And  let  the  second  Adam  draw 
His  image  on  our  hearts. 


Progress  and  Consequence  of  Sin.      S.  M. 

OUR  evil  actions  spring 
From  small  and  hidden  seeds: 
At  first  we  think  some  wicked  thing, 
Then  practise  sinful  deeds. 

2  Wherever  sin  begins, 

It  tends  to  death  and  woe ; 
And  he  who  heeds  not  little  sins 
A  sinner's  doom  shall  know. 


88  SIN    AND    THE    LAW. 

3  0  for  a  holy  fear 
Of  every  evil  way, 
That  we  may  never  venture  near 
The  path  that  leads  astray. 


112  Examination.  C.  M. 

COME,  let  us  search  our  ways  and  see 
Have  they  been  just  and  right? 
Is  the  great  rule  of  equity 
Our  practice  and  delight? 

2  What  we  would  have  our  neighbor  do, 

Have  we  still  done  the  same? 
From  others  ne'er  withheld  the  due, 
"Which  we  from  others  claim? 

3  Have  we  ne'er  envied  others'  good, 

Nor  envied  others'  praise? 
In  no  man's  path  malignant  stood, 
Nor  used  detraction's  ways? 

4  Have  we  not,  deaf  to  his  request, 

Turn'd  from  another's  wo? 
The  scorn,  which  wrings  the  suff'rer's  breast, 
Have  we  abhorr'd  to  show? 

5  Then  may  we  raise  our  modest  pray'r 

To  God,  the  just  and  kind ; 
May  humbly  cast  on  him  our  care, 
And  hope  his  grace  to  find. 


SIN    AND    THE    LAW.  89 

113  The  Deceitfulness  of  Sin.  CM. 

SIN  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arts 
To  practise  on  the  mind : 
"With  flattering  looks  she  tempts  our  hearts, 
But  leaves  a  sting  behind. 

2  With  names  of  virtue  she  deceives 

The  aged  and  the  young ; 
And  while  the  heedless  wretch  believes 
She  makes  his  fetters  strong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  she  brings, 

And  gives  a  fair  pretence ; 
But  cheats  the  soul  of  heavenly  things, 
And  chains  it  down  to  sense. 


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114         The  Folly  and  Crime  of  Delay.         C.  M. 

'TIS  a  folly  and  a  crime 
To  put  religion  by ! 
For  now  is  the  accepted  time ; 
To-morrow  we  may  die. 

2  Our  hearts  grow  harder  every  day, 

And  more  depraved  the  mind  — 
The  longer  we  neglect  to  pray, 
The  less  we  feel  inclined. 

3  Yet  sinners  trifle,  young  and  old, 

Until  their  dying  day; 
Then  they  would  give  a  world  of  gold, 
To  have  an  hour  to  pray. 


90  SIN   AND   THE   LAW. 

4  0  then,  lest  we  should  perish  thus, 
Let  us  no  longer  wait ; 
For  time  will  soon  be  past  with  us, 
And  death  will  fix  our  state. 


115  Sins  of  the  Lips.  C.  M.  D. 

0GOD,  with  meekness  we  confess 
Our  lips  are  not  our  own, 
And  in  thy  service  should  be  used, 

As  they  are  thine  alone: 
For  thou,  0  Lord,  our  lips  hast  made, 

And  in  the  judgment-day, 
How  strict  the  reckoning  thou  wilt  take 
Of  everything  we  say! 

2  Yes,  words  of  bitter,  angry  strife, 

And  foolish  words  and  vain, 
And  false,  and  envious,  and  unclean, 

And  words  that  are  profane, — 
All,  all  are  heard,  0  Lord,  by  thee, 

And  if  not  now  forgiven, 
However  idly  utter'd  here, 

Will  keep  us  out  of  heaven. 

3  Lord,  set  a  watch  unto  our  lips, 

And  guard  our  tongues  from  sin ; 
And,  lest  we  ever  should  offend, 

Create  us  pure  within. 
All  our  past  words  of  sin  forgive, 

Which  we  to  thee  confess, 
And  help  us  that  henceforward,  Lord, 

Our  lips  may  not  ^transgress. 


GOSrEL   CALL.  91 


GOSPEL  CALL. 

116  Seeking  God  early.  S.  If. 

Y  son,  know  thou  the  Lord, 
Thy  fathers'  Cod  obey: 
Seek  his  protecting  care  by  night, 
His  guardian  hand  by  day. 


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2  Call  while  he  may  be  found, 

And  seek  him  while  he's  near; 
Serve  him  with  all  thy  heart  and  mind, 
And  worship  him  with  fear. 

3  If  thou  wilt  seek  his  face, 

His  «ar  will  hear  thy  cry; 
Then  shalt  thou  find  his  mercy  sure, 
His  grace  forever  nigh. 

4  But  if  thou  leave  thy  God, 

Nfof  choose  the  path  to  heaven, 
Then  shalt  thou  perish  in  thy  sins, 
And  never  be  forgiven. 


117  Youthful  Piety.  C.  M. 

REMEMBER  thy  Creator  now, 
In  these  thy  youthful  days  ; 
He  will  accept  thine  earliest  vow, 
And  listen  to  thy  praise. 


92  GOSPEL   CALL. 

2  Remember  thy  Creator  now; 

Seek  him  while  he  is  near: 
For  evil  days  will  come,  when  thou, 
Shalt  find  no  comfort  here. 

3  Remember  thy  Creator  now — 

His  willing  servant  be  ; 
Then,  when  thy  head  in  death  shall  bow, 
He  will  remember  thee. 

4  Almighty  God !   our  hearts  incline 

Thy  heavenly  voice  to  hear ; 
Let  all  our  future  days  be  thine, 
Devoted  to  thy  fear. 


1X8  Children  invited  to  Christ. 

CHILDREN!  listen  to  the  Lord, 

Now  obey  his  gracious  word  ; 
Seek  his  face  with  heart  and  mind ; 
Early  seek,  and  you  shall  find. 


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2  Sorrowful  your  sins  confess; 
Plead  his  saving  righteousness ; 
See  the  Saviour's  bleeding  side ;  • 
Come !  you  will  not  be  denied. 

3  For  his  worship  now  prepare ; 
Kneel  to  him  in  fervent  prayer ; 
Serve  him  with  a  perfect  heart ; 
Never  from  his  ways  depart. 


GOSPEL   CALL.  93 

119  Early  seek  God.  C.  M. 

IF  you  will  turn  away  from  sin 
In  childhood's  early  day, 
The  Lord  will  make  you  pure  within, 
And  take  your  guilt  away. 

2  He'll  show  you  all  his  matchless  love, 

He'll  make  you  heirs  of  light ; 
And  give  you  grace,  that  you  may  prove 
Still  faithful  in  his  sight. 

3  He'll  lead  you  in  the  pleasant  way 

Of  holiness  and  peace ; 
And  guide  you  thus  to  endless  day, 
Where  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

4  0  stay  not  in  the  road  to  death, 

But  to  the  Saviour  come; 
And,  when  you  lose  life's  fleeting  breath, 
He'll  send  and  take  you  home. 


120  The  Danger  of  Delay.  L.  M. 

HASTEX,  0  sinner,  to  be  wise, 
And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
The  longer  wisdom  you  despise, 
The  harder  is  she  to  be  won. 

2  0  hasten  mercy  to  implore, 

And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
For  fear  thy  season  should  be  o'er 
Before  this  evening's  course  be  run. 


94  GOSPEL   CALL. 

3  0  hasten,  sinner,  to  return, 

And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
For  fear  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn 
Before  the  needful  work  is  done. 

4  0  hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest, 

And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
For  fear  the  curse  should  thee  arrest 
Before  the  morrow  is  begun. 


121  Early  Consecration.  C.  M. 

IN  the  bright  morn  of  life,  when  youth 
With  vital  ardor  glows, 
And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
That  beauty  can  disclose, 

2  Deep  in  thy  soul,  before  its  powers 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslaved, 
Be  thy  Creator's  glorious  name 
And  character  engraved : 

3  Ere  yet  the  shades  of  sorrow  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  days ; 
And  cares,  and  toils,  in  endless  round, 
Encompass  all  thy  ways : 

4  Ere  yet  thy  heart  the  woes  of  age 

With  vain  regret  deplore, 
And  sadly  muse  on  former  joys 
That  now  return  no  more. 


GOSPEL   CALL.  95 

5  True  wisdom,  early  sought  and  gained, 
In  age  will  give  thee  rest ; 
0  then,  improve  the  morn  of  life, . 
To  make  its  evening  blest ! 


122  The  Wise  Choice.  C.  M. 

YE  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 
In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you ; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  "  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face 

Is  sure  my  love  to  gain ; 
And  those  that  early  seek  my  grace 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 

If  once  compared  with  thee? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see? 

5  Away,  ye  false,  delusive  toys, 

Yain  tempters  of  the  mind ! 
'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 
And  here  true  bliss  I  find. 


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123  Jenu  a  Refuge.  7s. 

|H !  ye  children,  stop  and  think ; 
Turn  away  from  ruin's  brink; 
Shun  the  wicked  liar's  path ; 
Fly  from  scenes  of  strife  and  wrath ; 
Read  with  prayer  the  holy  Word; 
Follow  Jesus  Christ  the  Lord. 

2  Jesus  is  the  Christian's  rock ; 
He  will  safely  guide  his  flock ; 
In  his  arms  the  lambs  will  bear : 
Children,  seek  your  refuge  there ; 
Of  your  Saviour  stop  and  think ; 
Fly  to  Him  from  ruin's  brink ! 


124  Invitation  to  Christ.  S.  M. 

COME,  children,  come  to  God; 
Cast  all  your  sins  away; 
Seek  ye  the  Saviour's  cleansing  blood ; 
Repent,  believe,  obey. 

2  Say  not  ye  cannot  come ; 

For  Jesus  bled  and  died, 
That  none  who  ask  in  humble  faith 
Should  ever  be  denied. 

3  Say  not  ye  will  not  come, 

When  God  vouchsafes  to  call ; 

For  fearful  will  their  end  be  found 

On  whom  his  wrath  shall  fall. 


GOSPEL   CALL.  97 

4  Come,  then,  whoever  will ; 

Come  while  His  call'd  to-day; 
Seek  ye  the  Saviour's  cleansing  blood ; 
Kepent,  believe,  obey. 


125  The  9reat  Concern.  C.  M. 

""RELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 
AAj  Of  mortals  here  below; 
May  I  its  great  importance  learn, 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know. 

2  Eeligion  should  our  thoughts  engage 

Amidst  our  youthful  bloom ; 
'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
Or  for  an  early  tomb. 

3  0,  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renewed, 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne ; 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdued, 
His  government  to  own. 

4  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love, 

Be  joined  with  godly  fear ; 
And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 


126  Come  to  Jesus.  S.  M. 

COME  to  the  mercy-seat — 
Come  to  the  place  of  prayer; 
Come,  little  children,  to  His  feet, 

In  whom  we  live  and  are ! 
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98  GOSPEL   CALL. 

2  Come  to  your  God  in  prayer  — 

Come  to  your  Saviour  now  — 
While  youthful  skies  are  bright  and  fair, 
And  health  is  on  your  brow. 

3  Come  in  the  name  of  Him 

Who  all  your  sorrows  bore  — 
Who  ever  lives  to  pardon  sin, 
And  will  be  sought  by  prayer. 


127  @ive  Me  thy  Heart.  7s. 

HEAR  ye  not  a  voice  from  heaven, 
To  the  listening  spirit  given? 
"  Children,  come,"  it  seems  to  say ; 
"Give  your  hearts  to  me  to-day/' 

2  Sweet  as  is  a  mother's  love, 
Tender  as  the  heavenly  Dove ; 
Thus  it  speaks  a  Saviour's  charms, 
Thus  it  wins  us  to  his  arms. 

3  Lord,  we  will  remember  thee, 
While  from  pains  and  sorrow  free  ; 
While  our  day  is  in  its  dew, 
And  the  cares  of  life  are  few. 

4  While  to  thee,  O  Lord,  we  come 
In  our  morning's  early  bloom, 
Breathe  on  us  thy  grace  divine, 
Take  our  hearts  and  make  them  thine. 


GOSPEL   CALL. 

128  Come,  ye  Sinners.  8s,  7s,  4s. 

COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love  and  power ; 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 
God's  free  bounty  glorify ; 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh, 

Without  money 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 


Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 
Hasten !  at  his  footstool  fall ; 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all: 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 


4  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo !  your  Saviour  prostrate  lies 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him! 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"  It  is  finished  l" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 


100 


GOSPEL   CALL. 


129  "  Lord  help  my  unbelief "  CM. 

THERE  is  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 
Sounds  from  the  sacred  word: 
Ho  !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

2  My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief: 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord, 
0  help  my  unbelief! 

3  To  the  bless'd  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly: 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

4  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall : 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Jesus  and  my  all. 


130  The  Narrow  Way.  C  M. 

THERE  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God  — 
All  others  go  astray: 
Narrow,  but  pleasant  is  the  road, 
And  Christians  love  the  way. 

2  It  leads  straight  through  this  world  of  sin, 
And  dangers  must  be  pass'd ; 
But  those  who  boldly  walk  therein 
Will  come  to  heaven  at  last. 


GOSPEL  c.u.r, .  101 

o  "While  the  broad  road  where  thousands  go 
Iiicx  near,   ami   opens  fair  : 
And  many   turn  aside,    I    know. 
To  walk  with  sinners  there. 

4  But  lest  my  feeble  steps  should  slide, 
Or  wander  from  the  way. 
Lord,  eondescend  to  be  my  guide, 
That  I  may  never  stray. 


131  Youth  devoted  to  God.  C.  If. 

HAPPY  the  child  whose  tender  years 
Receive  instruction  well ; 
Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2  'Twill  save  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  seek  religion  young  ; 
Grace  will  preserve  our  following  years, 
And  make  our  virtue  strong. 

3  To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Our  childhood  we  resign  : 
'Twill  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

4  Let  the  sweet  work  of  prayer  and  praise 

Employ  our  youngest  breath; 
Thus  were  prepared  for  length  of  days, 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 
9* 


102  GOSPEL   CALL. 

132  The  Gospel  Trumpet  H.  M. 

BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
The  gladly  solemn  sound ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound: 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  by  his  blood 

Through  all  the  lands  proclaim : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought 

The  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

4  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  pardoning  grace ; 
Ye  happy  souls  draw  near, 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face: 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 


SUPPLICATION  FOR  DIVINE  MERCY.      103 

SUPPLICATION  FOR   DIVINE 
MERCY. 

]_33  Penitence.  L.  M. 

SHOW  pity,  Lord!  0  Lord,  forgive! 
Let  a  repenting  sinner  live : 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 
May  not  the  contrite  trust  in  thee? 

2  With  shame  my  numerous  sins  I  trace 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace ; 

And,  though  my  pray'r  thou  shouldst  not  hear, 
My  doom  is  just  and  thou  art  clear. 

3  Yet  save  a  penitent,  0  Lord! 

Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
Seeks  for  some  precious  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

4  0  wash  my  soul  from  ev'ry  stain, 
Nor  let  the  guilt  I  mourn  remain ; 
Give  me  to  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  bid  my  bleeding  heart  rejoice. 

134  Seek,  and  ye  shall  find.     8s,  7s,  4s. 

LET  us  now,  with  hearts  united, 
Seek  and  praise  our  God  above ; 
Far  too  long  we  him  have  slighted: 
But  if  now  we  seek  his  love, 

We  shall  find  him 
And  our  souls  he  will  approve. 


104  SUPPLICATION   FOR   DIVINE    MERCY. 

2  If  we  seek  him  through  the  Saviour, 

Pleading  all  he  did  below, 
We  shall  surely  find  his  favor, 
And  be  saved  from  endless  woe ; 

And  to  heaven, 
After  death,  our  souls  will  go. 

3  If  we  seek  his  Holy  Spirit 

In  our  young  and  early  days, 
He  will  grant,  through  Jesus'  merit, 
Kich  supplies  of  heavenly  grace ; 

And  will  fit  us 
For  eternal  songs  of  praise. 

135  -^  broken  Heart  I  bring.  L.  M. 

0THOU  that  hearest  when  sinners  cry ; 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie ; 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banish' d  from  thy  sight; 
Thy  holy  joys,  0  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  sin  no  more. 

4  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 


SUPPLICATION   FOR   DIVINE    MERCY.  105 


136  The  Heart  given  to  God.  8s,  7s. 

rpAKE  my  heart,  0  Father,  take  it; 
1    Make  and  keep  it  all  thine  own: 
Let  thy  Spirit  melt  and  break  it ; 

Turn  to  flesh  this  heart  of  stone. 
Heavenly  Father,  deign  to  mould  it 

In  obedience  to  thy  will ; 
And,  as  passing  years  unfold  it, 

Keep  it  meek  and  childlike  still. 

2  Father,  make  it  pure  and  lowly, 

Peaceful,  kind,  and  far  from  strife, 
Turning  from  the  paths  unholy 

Of  this  vain  and  sinful  life. 
May  the  blood  of  Jesus  heal  it, 

And  its  sins  be  all  forgiven: 
Holy  Spirit,  take  and  seal  it; 

Guide  it  in  the  path  to  heaven. 


137  Sin  Confessed.  C.  M. 

LORD,  I  confess  before  thy  face, 
How  wicked  I  have  been ; 
Look  down  from  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  pardon  all  my  sin. 

2  Forgive  my  temper,  Lord,  I  pray : 
My  passions  and  my  pride ; 
The  wicked  words  I  dared  to  say, 
And  wicked  thoughts  beside. 


106  SUPPLICATION"  FOR    DIVINE    MERCY. 

3  For  Jesus'  sake,  forgive  my  crime, 
And  change  this  stubborn  heart ; 
And  grant  me  grace  another  time, 
To  act  a  better  part. 


138  Deploring  Sin.  S.  M. 

LORD!  I  vrould  come  to  thee, 
A  sinner  all  denied ; 
0  take  the  stain  of  guilt  away, 
And  own  me  as  thy  child. 

2  I  cannot  live  in  sin, 

And  feel  a  Saviour's  love ; 
Thy  blood  can  make  my  spirit  clean ; 
0  write  my  name  above! 

139  For  a  new  Heart.  C.  M. 

0FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
A  heart  from  sin  set  free ; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely  shed  for  me  ! 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne,  — 
"Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  0  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean ; 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within. 


SUPPLICATION    FOR    DIVINE    MERCY.  107 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 
And  full  of  love  divine ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 


140  Contrition's  Sigh.  S.  M. 

OTHOU,  whose  mercy  hears 
Contrition's  humble  sigh; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye,  — 

2  See,  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wand'rer  mourn ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  —  Return  ? 

3  Shall  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet? 
Oh  !  let  not  this  last  refuge  fail,  — 
This  only  safe  retreat. 

4  Absent  from  thee,  my  Light, 

"Without  one  cheering  ray,  — 
Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night, 
How  desolate  my  way ! 

5  On  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine ; 
And  let  thy  voice  again  impart 
A  taste  of  joy  divine. 


108  SUPPLICATION    FOR    DIVINE    MERCY. 

14:1  Sin  Confessed.  7s. 

SOVEREIGN  Ruler,  Lord  of  all, 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  I  fall: 
Hear,  0  hear  my  earnest  cry : 
Frown  not,  lest  I  faint  and  die. 

2  Justly  might  thy  fatal  dart 
Pierce  this  guilty,  broken  heart: 
Justly  might  thy  righteous  breath 
Doom  me  to  eternal  death. 

3  Jesus,  save  my  dying  soul; 
Make  my  broken  spirit  whole ; 
Humbled  in  the  dust  I  lie; 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 


142  God's  blessing  asked.  C.  M. 

OTHAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  way 
To  keep  his  statutes  still; 
0  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will. 

2  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere ; 

Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 

But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

3  Assist  my  soul,  too  apt  to  stray, 

A  stricter  watch  to  keep; 
And,  should  I  e'er  forget  thy  way. 
Restore  thy  wand'ring  sheep. 


SU'I'UCATIOX    FUR    DIVINE    MERCY.  109 

4  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands 
"r\<  a  delightful  road ; 

Nor  let  my  head,  nor  heart,  nor  hands 
Offend  against  my  God. 


143  Walking  with  God.  C.  M. 

0FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame: 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  0  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 


110  SUPPLICATION    FOR    DIVINE    MERCY. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


144  The  hard  Heart.  C.  M. 

\TTHAT  is  there.  Lord,  a  child  can  do 
VV    Who  feels  with  guilt  opprest  ? 
There's  evil  that  I  never  knew 
Before,  within  my  h"<>-.-i. 

2  My  thoughts  are  vain,  my  heart  is  hard, 

My  temper  apt  to  rise ; 
And  when  I  seem  upon  my  guard, 
It  takes  me  by  surprise. 

3  And  yet  if  I  begin  to  pray, 

And  lift  my  feeble  cry ; 
Some  thoughts  of  folly  or  of  play 
Prevent  me  when  I  try. 

4  On  many  Sabbaths,  though  I've  heard 

Of  Jesus  and  of  heaven, 
I've  scarcely  listened  to  thy  word, 
Or  prayed  to  be  forgiven. 

5  0  look  with  pity  in  thine  eye 

Upon  a  heart  so  hard ; 
Thou  wilt  not  slight  a  feeble  cry, 
Or  show  it  no  regard.- 


SUPPLICATION    FOR    DIVINE    MERCY.  1 1  I 


145  The  Child's  Petition.  8s,  7a. 

LOVING  Jesus,  high  and  holy, 
Gentle,  pure,  and  undefiled, 
Canst  thou  bend  thine  ear  so  lowly 

As  to  hear  a  little  child  ? 
Weak  and  sinful,  I  have  wandered 

Everywhere  that  Satan  led ; 
Now  I  turn  to  thee,  my  Saviour, 
Shall  I  not  be  comforted? 


Oh,  forgive  me  ;  Oh,  forgive  me ! 

Hear  a  helpless  sinner  cry; 
Shepherd,  in  thy  fold  receive  me, 

Grant  me  mercy  ere  I  die ; 
And  when  Satan  tries  to  tempt  me, 

To  his  arts  I  will  not  yield : 
Christ,  my  strength,  do  thou  defend  me, 

And  protect  me  by  thy  shield. 


146        .    My  peace  1  give  unto  you.  7s,  6s. 

LA]\lB  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
To  thee  I  humbly  pray: 
Heal  me  of  my  grief  and  pain, 

0  take  my  sins  away. 
From  this  bondage,  Lord,  release  ; 

No  longer  let  me  be  opprest: 
Jesus,  Master,  seal  my  peace, 
And  take  me  to  thy  breast ! 


112  SUPPLICATION    FOR   DIVINE   MERCY. 

2  Wilt  thou  cast  a  sinner  out, 

Who  humbly  conies  to  thee ! 
No,  my  God,  I  cannot  doubt: 

Thy  mercy  is  for  me: 
Let  me  then  obtain  the  grace, 

And  be  of  paradise  possessed : 
Jesus,  Master,  seal  my  peace, 

And  take  me  to  thy  breast! 

3  Worldly  good  I  do  not  want, 

Be  that  to  others  given ; 
Only  for  thy  love  I  pant, 

My  all  in  earth  or  heav'n ; 
This  the  crown  I  fain  would  seize, 

The  good  wherewith  I  would  be  blest 
Jesus,  Master,  seal  my  peace, 

And  take  me  to  thy  breast. 

4  This  delight  I  fain  would  proYe, 

And  then  resign  my  breath ! 
Join  the  happy  few  whose  love 

Was  mightier  than  death  ! 
Let  it  not  my  Lord  displease, 

That  I  would  die  to  be  thy  guest ! 
Jesus,  Master,  seal  my  peace, 

And  take  me  to  thy  breast ! 


147  The  Stubborn  Heart.  L.  M. 

OFOR  a  glance  of  heavenly  day, 
To  take  this  stubborn  heart  away ; 
And  thaw,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 


SALVATION    THROUGH    CHRIST.  113 

2  The  rocks  can  rend ;  the  earth  can  quake 
The  seas  can  roar ;  the  mountains  shake : 
Of  feeling,  all  things  show  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
0  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt: 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Thy  judgments  too,  which  devils  fear — 
Amazing  thought !  — unmoved  I  hear ! 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  stir  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

5  But  power  divine  can  do  the  deed  ; 
And,  Lord,  that  power  I  greatly  need : 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 

And  melt  and  change  this  heart  of  mine. 


SALVATION  THROUGH  CHRIST. 

148  I  come  io  Jesus'  7s,  6s. 

I  LAY  my  sins  on  Jesus, 
The  spotless  Lamb  of  God ; 
He  bears  them  all  and  frees  us 

From  the  accursed  load. 
10*  h 


114  SALVATION    THROUGH    CHRIST. 

2  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus, 

All  fullness  dwells  in  him; 
He  healeth  my  diseases, 
He  doth  my  soul  redeem. 

3  I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares ; 
He  from  them  all  releases, 
He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 

4  I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild ; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 
The  Father's  holy  child. 

5  I  long  to  be  with  Jesus, 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 

To  sing  with  saints  his  praises, 

And  learn  the  angels'  song. 


149  Hymn  to  the  Saviour.  8s,  7s. 

HAIL !  my  ever  blessed  Jesus, 
Only  thee  I  wish  to  sing ; 
To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious, 

Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 
0  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven ! 

0  what  joy  and  happiness  ! 
Love  I  much?    I'm  much  forgiven; 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 


SALVATION    THROUGH    CHRIST.  115 

Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 

Unconcerned  in  sin  I  lay ; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 

Till  my  Saviour  passed  that  way. 
Witness,  all  ye  hosts  of  heaven, 

My  Redeemer's  tenderness ; 
Love  I  much  ?    I'm  much  forgiven ; 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

Shout  ye  bright  angelic  choir, 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthroned  above ; 
Whilst,  astonished,  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love, 
That  blessed  moment  I  received  him 

Filled  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Love  I  much  ?    I'm  much  forgiven ; 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 


150  Praise  for  Redemption.  C.  M. 

PLUNGED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
He  saw,  and  (0,  amazing  love!) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 


116  SALVATION    THROUGH    CHRIST. 

4  0,  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 
Their  lasting  silence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 


151  Christ  our  Sacrifice.  S.  M. 

"YTOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
J_\|    On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away :    . 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While  as  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 
When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 


152  Tribute  to  the  Lamb.  C.  M. 

C^OME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
J  With  angels  round  the  throne ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 


SALVATION    THROUGH    CHRIST.  117 

2  "Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died/'  they  cry, 

"To  be  exalted  thus!" 
.  "Worthy  the  Lamb/'  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 


153  Christ  died  for  me.  C.  M. 

LORD,  to  thy  mercy-seat  I  come, 
And  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
Here  at  thy  footstool  will  I  plead 
The  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Though  crimes  of  deepest  dye  appear, 

And  justice  bids  thee  slay; 
Yet  in  thy  mercy  will  I  trust, 
To  wash  my  sins  away. 

3  My  only  hope  is  in  that  blood, 

For  me  on  Calvary  shed; 
My  only  plea  is  this,  —  for  me, 
For  me  my  Saviour  bled. 


118  SALVATION    THROUGH    CHRIST. 

154  Just  as  I  am-  i»  M- 

JUST  as  I  am  —  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me^ 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee  — 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

2  Just  as  I  am  —  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

3  Just  as  I  am  —  though  toss'd  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
With  fears  within  and  wars  without  — 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

4  Just  as  I  am  —  thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe  — 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

5  Just  as  I  am  —  thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down : 
Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 


M" 


155  Faith  looking  to  Christ.  6s,  4s. 

Y  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 
Saviour  Divine ! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray : 
Take  all  my  guilt  away: 
0  let  me  from  this  day 
Be  wholly  thine. 


SALVATION    THROUGH   CHRIST.  119 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire: 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
0  may  my  love  to  thee, 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be  — 

A  living  nre. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide : 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 


156  Coming  to  Christ.  7s. 

JESUS  bids  me  seek  his  face ; 
Lord,  I  come  to  ask  thy  grace ; 
Send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Teach  me  to  obey  and  love: 
Unto  thee  I  fain  would  go, 
All  I  want  thou  canst  bestow. 

2  Thou  wilt  e'en  a  child  receive ; 
Thou  wilt  all  my  sins  forgive : 
0  dissolve  this  heart  of  stone, 
Make  me  thine,  and  thine  alone ; 
Sin  is  present  with  me  still, 
Disobedient  is  my  will. 


120  SALVATION    THROUGH    CHRIST. 

3  Sinful  thoughts  too  oft  prevail, 
Vain  desires  my  heart  assail ; 
0  my  Saviour,  make  me  whole, 
Form  anew  my  inmost  soul ; 
Kindly  guard  me  every  day, 
Be  my  everlasting  stay. 

157  2?oi  ashamed  of  Jesus.  L.  M. 

JESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee ! 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, — 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days. 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  —  that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ; 
No! — when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, — 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  — yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away ; 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

4  Till  then  —  nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then,  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain: 
And  0,  may  this  my  glory  be, — 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 


158        Let  Children  praise  the  Saviour.        S.  M. 

TO  praise  the  Saviour's  name, 
Let  every  child  now  try ; 
While  saints  and  angels  do  the  same 
In  the  bright  world  on  high. 


-AI-VAIluN      mi;.,!  ,,,,     ,   ,myr#  jOj 

2  His  love  in  heaven  is  sung, 

Hia  nain,.  is  there  adored  ; 
And  obildren  hero,  bowever  young, 
May  Learn  to  praise  the  Lord, 

3  The  wonders  of  that  love 

No  earthly  tongue  can  lell, 
>\  hich  brought  the  Saviour  from  above, 
I"  Bave  our  Bonis  from  hell. 

1  ''  '•  m  he  wep<  and  bled, 
^  And  Buffered  all  hit  pain  ; 
For  u  was  numbered  with  the  dead, 
An. I  rose  t-.  life  again. 

•r»  And  still  for  as  he  prays. 
And  makes  our  souls  bis  ■ 
He i  fovea  to  hear  our  feeble  praise, 
And  listens  to  our  prayer. 


159  The  Joyful  Sound.  C.  If. 

SA^'ATI,°X:  0tl- Joyful  sound! 
>  J  >\  Jiat  pleasure  to  our  ears  ! 
Asov'zeigp  balm  for  every  wound, 

A  cordial   lor  our   I 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 
At  hell's  dark  door  we  lays 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine, 
lo  sec  a  heavenly  day. 


122  SALVATION    THROUGH    CHRIST. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

4  Salvation !  0  thou  bleeding  Lamb ! 

To  thee  the  praise  belongs: 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 


160     Salvation  in  none  other  than  Jesus.     L.  M. 

IN  vain  would  boasting  reason  find 
The  path  to  happiness  and  God; 
Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
Bewilder'd  in  a  doubtful  road. 

2  Jesus,  thy  words  alone  impart 

Eternal  life ;  on  these  I  live ; 
Diviner  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  pow'rs  of  nature  give. 

3  Here  let  my  constant  feet  abide ; 

Thou  art  the  true,  the  living  way; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  be  my  guide 
To  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  The  various  forms  that  men  devise, 

To  shake  my  faith  with  treach'rous  art, 
I  scorn  as  vanity  and  lies, 

And  bind  thy  gospel  to  my  heart. 


SALVATION   THROUGH    CHRIST.  123 

161  Praise  to  the  Lamb.  S.  If. 

AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb ; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love  ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power ; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ  the  exalted  King. 

4  Soon  we  shall  hear  him  say, 

"Ye  blessed  children,  come;" 

Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 

And  take  his  wanderers  home. 

5  Soon  shall  our  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 


124  CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    DUTY. 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE  AND 
DUTY. 

162  Confession  and  Prayer.  C.  M 

A  SINNER,  Lord,  behold  I  stand, 
In  thought,  and  word,  and  deed 
But  Jesus  sits  at  thy  right  hand, 
For  such  to  intercede. 

2  From  early  infancy,  I  know, 

A  rebel  I  have  been ; 
And  daily,  as  I  older  grow, 
I  fear  I  grow  in  sin. 

3  But  God  can  change  this  evil  heart, 

And  give  a  holy  mind, 
And  his  own  heavenly  grace  impart, 
Which  those  who  seek  shall  find. 

4  To  heav'n  can  reach  the  softest  word, 

A  child's  repenting  prayer ; 
For  tears  are  seen,  and  sighs  are  heard, 
And  thoughts  regarded  there. 

5  Then  let  me  all  my  sins  confess, 

And  pardoning  grace  implore : 
That  I  may  love  my  follies  less, 
And  love  my  Saviour  more. 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    DUTY.  125 

163  F°r  Sustaining  Grace.  L.  M. 

11  TY  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou ;  ■ 
jLVx  To  thee,  lo,  now  my  soul  I  how ; 
I  feel  the  bliss  thy  wounds  impart, — 
I  find  thee,  Saviour,  in  my  heart. 

2  Be  thou  my  strength, — he  thou  my  way; 
Protect  me  through  my  life's  short  day : 
In  all  my  acts  may  wisdom  guide, 

And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  side. 

3  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest  hour, 
Save  me  from  sin  and  Satan's  power; 
Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne, 

And  reign,  my  Saviour,  reign  alone. 


164  Watchfulness  ctnd  Prayer.  C.  M. 

ALAS  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise ! 
What  snares  beset  my  way ! 
To  heaven  0  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  0  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

3  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 
11* 


126  CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    DUTY. 

4  0  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way. 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee ; 

And  let  me  never,  never  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

165  Leave  me  not  to  stray.  7s. 

WEAK  and  wandering  though  I  be, 
Lord,  in  love  remember  me; 
Leave  me  not  from  thee  to  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way. 

2  With  my  face  to  Zionward, 
Ever  following  thee,  my  Lord ; 
Let  not  pleasure,  gain,  or  pride, 
Tempt  my  youthful  heart  aside. 

3  Keep  me  ever  with  thine  eye, 
Till  I  safely  rest  on  high ; 
There  for  ever  thee  adore, 
Where  I  cannot  leave  thee  more. 


166  jresus  ihe  Shepherd.  S.  M. 

TESUS  my  Shepherd  is, 
J    'Twas  He  that  loved  my  soul, 
'Twas  He  that  washed  me  in  his  blood, 
'Twas  He  that  made  me  whole. 

2  'Twas  He  that  sought  the  lost, 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep; 
'Twas  He  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 
;Tis  He  that  still  doth  keep 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    DUTY.  127 

3  *  was  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  would  not  be  controlled ; 
i  tut  now  I  love  the  Shepherd's  voice, 
I  love,  I  love  the  fold ! 

4  I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  once  preferred  to  roam ; 
But  now  I  love  my  Father's  voice, 
I  love,  I  love  His  home ! 


167  Religion  insures  happiness.  7s. 

jrpiS  religion  that  can  give 

J_    Sweetest  pleasure  while  we  live  ; 
'Tis  religion  must  supply 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 

2  After  death,  its  joys  will  be 
Lasting  as  eternity ! 
Be  the  living  God  my  friend, 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 


168  Religion  brings  joy.  7s,  6s. 

IT  is  not  earthly  pleasure, 
That  withers  in  a  day ; 
It  is  not  mortal  treasure, 
That  flieth  soon  away ; 
It  is  not  friends  that  leave  us, 

It  is  not  sense  nor  sin, 
That  smile  but  to  deceive  us, 
Can  give  us  peace  within. 


128  CHRISTIAN'    EXPERIENCE    AND    DUTY. 

2  But  'tis  religion  bringeth 

Joy  beyond  earth's  control; 
Rich  from  the  throne  it  springeth, 

A  fountain  to  the  soul. 
He  that  is  meek  and  lowly, 

The  Saviour's  face  shall  see ; 
To  none  but  to  the  holy, 

Heaven's  gates  shall  opened  be. 

3  Lord,  be  thy  Spirit  near  us, 

While  we  thy  words  are  taught ; 
And  may  these  days  that  cheer  us, 

With  future  good  be  fraught; 
May  we,  to  heaven  invited, 

When  youth  and  life  are  flown, 
Teachers  and  taught  united, 

Assemble  round  the  throne. 


169  ®n  reeovery  from  Sickness.         C.  M. 

MY  God,  thy  service  well  demands 
The  remnant  of  my  days; 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed, 
But  to  renew  thy  praise? 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

3  Calmly  I  bowed  my  fainting  head 

Upon  thy  faithful  breast ; 
Pleased  to  obey  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 


christian  i:\rFKir.\-<!:  a\d  duty.  126 

Into  thy  hands,   my  Saviour  fiod, 

Did  i  my  sou]  resign, 
In  tinn  dependence  on  that  truth 

Which  made  salvation  mine. 


170  The  best  treasure.         7s,  Cs. 

Til  II  pearl  that  worldlings  covet, 
Is  ii"i  the  pear]  fo  ■ 
Its  beauty  fades  as  quickly, 

As  sunshine  on  the  sea : 
But  there's  a  pearl  sought  by  tho  -wise, 
"J'i<  called  the  pearl  of  greatest  price j 
Though  few   its  value  soc, 
0  that's  the  pearl  for  me. 

2  The  crown  that  decks  the  monarch, 

Is  not  the  crown  for  me ; 
It  dasiles  but  a  moment) 

Its  bright]  will  flee; 

But  thews  a  -Town  prepared  above, 
For  all  who  walk  in  humble  love; 

For  over  bright  'twill  be; 

0  that's  the  crown  for  me. 

3  Th''  road  that  many  travel, 

Lb  not  tin-  road  for  me  ; 
It  leads  to  death  and   sorrow, 

In  it  I  would  not   be. 
But  there's  a  poad  that  leads  to  God, 
'Tis  mark'd  by  Christ's  most  precious  blood; 

The  passage  hero  is  free ; 

0  that's  the  road  fur  me. 
i 


130  CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND   DUTY. 

4  The  hope  that  sinners  cherish 

Is  not  the  hope  for  me ; 
Most  surely  will  they  perish 

Unless  from  sin  made  free. 
But  there's  a  hope  which  rests  in  God, 
And  leads  the  soul  to  keep  his  word, 

And  sinful  pleasures  flee: 

0  that's  the  hope  for  me. 


171  Happy  Day.  L.  M. 

I'M  glad  I  ever  saw  the  day, 
When  first  I  learned  to  sing  and  pray ; 
'Tis  glory's  foretaste  makes  me  sing, 
And  praise  my  Saviour  and  my  King. 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  every  day  — 

Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  wash'd  my  sins  away. 

2  I  hope  to  love  him  till  I  die, 
Then  shout  his  praise  above  the  sky ; 
I'll  sing  through  all  the  courts  above, 
The  triumphs  of  redeeming  love. 

He  taught  me,  etc. 

3  A  few  more  rising  suns  at  most, 
And  we  shall  join  the  ransom' d  host; 
Upon  Mount  Sion  we  shall  meet, 
And  cast  our  crowns  at  Jesus'  feet. 

He  taught  me,  etc. 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    DUTY.  131 


X72  Consecration  to  God.  7s. 

RATHER,  Bon,  and  Holy  Qhost,  ' 
Jj    One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  host. 

I. •■•  thy  will  on  earth  be  done \ 
Praise  by  all  bo  thee  be  given, 
GUorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 

2  If  so  poor  b  worm  as  I 

May  to  thy  great  glory  live, 
All  my  actions  sanctify, 

All  my  words  and  thoughts  receive; 
Claim  mc  fbi  thy  service  claim, 
All  I   have  ami  all   1   am. 

3  Take  my  soul  and  body's  powers! 

Take  my  memory,  mind,  and  will, 
All  my  roods  and  all  my  hours, 

All  I  km»\v  and  all  I  feel, 
All  1  think,  or  speak,  01  do  : 
Take  my  heart — but  make  it  new! 

•1  Now.  ( I  God,  thine  own  T  am ; 

Now    I   pre   thee   hark   thine  own: 
Freedom,  friends,  and  health  and  fame, 

( 'onsecrate  to  tl alone  ; 

Thine  I  live,  thrice  happy  I, 
Happier  still  if  thine  1  die. 


132  CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE    AND   DUTY. 

1*73  Self-consecration.  8s 

0  JESUS,  delight  of  my  soul, 
My  Saviour,  my  Shepherd  divine ! 
I  yield  to  thy  blessed  control, 
My  body  and  spirit  are  thine. 

2  Thy  love  I  can  never  deserve, 

That  bids  me  be  happy  in  thee : 
My  God  and  my  King  I  will  serve, 
Whose  favor  is  heaven  to  me. 

3  How  can  I  thy  goodness  repay. 

By  nature  so  weak  and  defiled : 
Myself  I  have  given  away; 

0  call  me  thine  own  willing  child. 

4  And  art  thou  my  Father  above  ? 

Will  Jesus  abide  in  my  heart  ? 
Oh,  bind  me  so  fast  with  thy  love 
That  I  never  from  thee  shall  depart. 


174         Sitting  at  the  foot  of  the  Cross.        8s,  7l 

SWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
Which  before  the  cross  I  spend, 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 
From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

2  Here  I'll  sit  for  ever  viewing 

Mercy  stream  in  streams  of  blood ; 
Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND   DUTY.  133 

3  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie ;  '  » 

While  I  see  divine  compassion 
Floating  in  his  languid  eye. 

4  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I  bathe ; 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 


175  Zh  the  right.  6s,  5s. 

\0  no  sinful   action, 
Speak  no  angry  word : 
Ye  belong  to  Jesus, 
Children  of  the  Lord. 


D( 


2  There's  a  wicked  spirit 

Watching  round  you  still ; 
And  he  fain  would  tempt  you 
To  all  harm  and  ill. 

3  But  ye  must  not  hear  him, 

Though  'tis  hard  for  you 
To  resist  the  evil, 
And  the  good  to  do. 

4  If  ye  would  be  Christians, 

Ye  must  learn  to  fight 
With  the  bad  that's  in  you, 
And  to  do  the  right. 
12 


134 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    DUTY. 

5  Christ  is  your  own  Master — 
He  is  good  and  true, 
And  his  young  disciples 
Should  be  holy  too. 


176  J°V  °f  Obedience.  C.  M. 

THRICE  happy  souls,  who,  born  of  heav'n, 
Whilst  yet  they  sojourn  here, 
Humbly  begin  their  days  with  God, 
And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 

2  So  may  our  eyes  with  holy  zeal 

Prevent  the  dawning  day, 
And  turn  the  sacred  pages  o'er, 
And  praise  thy  name  and  pray 

3  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends, 

'  Be  each  refreshment  sought; 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wise  instruction  brought. 

4  "When  to  laborious  duties  calPd, 

Or  by  temptations  tried ; 
We'll  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

5  In  solid,  pure  delights  like  these, 

Let  all  my  days  he  pass'd : 
Nor  shall  I  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  I  fear  the  last. 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE    AND   DUTY.  135 

177  The  Righteous  and  Wicked.  S.  M. 

THE  man  is  ever  blest, 
Who  shuns  the  sinners'  ways ; 
Amongst  their  councils  never  stands, 
Nor  takes  the  scorner's  place ; 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  study  and  delight, 
Amidst  the  labors  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He  like  a  tree  shall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  root; 
Fresh  as  the  leaf,  his  name  shall  live ; 
His  works  are  heav'nly  fruit. 

4  Not  so  th'  ungodly  race,. 

They  no  such  blessings  find ; 
Their  hopes  shall  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  stand 

Before  that  judgment-seat, 
Where  all  the  saints  at  Christ's  right  hand 
In  full  assembly  meet? 

6  He  knows  and  he  approves 

The  way  the  righteous  gQ 
But  sinners  and  their  works  shall  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow. 


136  CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND   DUTY. 

1V8  Blessedness  of  goodness.  C.  M. 

O'TIS  a  lovely  thing  to  see 
A  child  of  prudent  heart, 
Whose  thoughts,  and  lips,  and  life  agree 
To  act  a  useful  part. 

2  "When  envy,  strife,  and  war  begin 

In  little  angry  souls ; 
Mark,  how  the  sons  of  peace  come  in 
And  quench  the  kindling  coals. 

3  Their  minds  are  humble,  mild,  and  meek 

No  furious  passions  rise ; 
Nor  malice  moves  their  lips  to  speak, 
Nor  pride  exalts  their  eyes. 

4  Their  lives  are  prudence  mix'd  with  love ; 

Good  works  employ  their  day ; 
They  join  the  serpent  with  the  dove, 
But  cast  the  sting  away. 

5  Such  was  the  Saviour  of  mankind ; 

Such  pleasures  he  pursued ; 
His  manners  gentle  and  refin'd, 
His  soul  divinely  good. 


179  Following  the  Faithful.  S.  M. 

LOYE  the  sons  of  grace, 
The  heirs  of  bliss  divine, 
Who  walk  the  path  of  righteousness, 
And  fly  from  every  sin. 


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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    DUTY.  137 

2  They  will  my  faults   reprove 

When  heedlessly  I  err: 
How  do  I  prize  their  faithful  love,' 
Their  kind  and  tender  care ! 

3  They  Jesus'  image  bear ; 

How  lovely  is  the  sight ! 
They  shall  at  length  with  him  appear 
In  everlasting  light. 

4  They  love  the  Father's  name, 

And  gladly  do  his  will ; 
They  humbly  follow  Christ,  the  Lamb, 
In  purity  and  zeal. 

5  Their  footsteps  I'll  pursue 

With  vigor  till  I  die, 
Rejoicing  in  the  pleasing  view 
Of  meeting  them  on  high. 


180  Duty  to   Orphans.  C.  M. 

"VTE  children  whom  a  father's  care 
X    And  friends  and  home  have  bless'd, 
'Tis  yours  to  hear  the  orphan's  prayer 
And  give  the  orphan  rest. 

2  'Tis  yours  to  soothe  the  throbbing  breast, 
To  bid  his  sorrows  cease, 
And  on  the  heart  by  grief  oppress'd 
To  pour  the  balm  of  peace. 
12* 


138  CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE    AND   DUTY. 

3  'Tis  sweet,  by  gentle  pity  stirr'd, 

The  wretched  to  relieve ; 
"  More  bless'd,"  as  saith  the  sacred  word, 
"  To  give  than  to  receive." 

4  Then  let  us  bring  our  little  store, 

;  Twill  thus  be  nobly  spent ; 
For  what  is  given  to  the  poor 
Unto  the  Lord  is  lent. 


0: 


181  Duty  t0  the  Heathen.  H.  M. 

|N  many  a  foreign  shore 
Poor  pagan  children  now 
The  basest  things  adore  — 

To  horrid  idols  bow; 
Images,  carved  from  stone  or  trees ; 
Their  helpless  gods  are  such  as  these. 

2  But  we,  from  earliest  youth, 

Have  been  to  knowledge  led; 
We  read  the  Word  of  truth ; 

We  hear  what  God  has  said ; 
The  mercy,  undeserved,  we  own, 
That  makes  to  us  a  Saviour  known. 

3  We  would  to  them  convey, 

As  well  as  yet  we  can, 
The  knowledge  of  that  way 

That  pardon  brings  to  man: 
We  humbly  ask  thy  goodness,  Lord, 
To  send  thy  blessed  truth  abroad. 


THE    MEANS   OF   GRACE.  139 

Nor  suffer  us  to  stand 

Beneath  the  gospel  day, 
With  Bibles  in  our  hand, 

As  far  from  God  as  they: 
O  let  us  not  at  last  be  found 
Heathens,  though  born  on  Christian  ground. 


THE  MEANS    OF  GRACE. 


PRAYER. 
182  What  is  Prayer.  C.  M. 

PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Uttered  or  unexpressed; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try ; 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 


140  THE    MEANS   OF    GR.\(  E. 

4  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice 
Returning  from  his  ways  ; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  say  —  "  Behold,  he  prays." 


183  The  Mercy-Seat.  L.  M. 

I^ROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 
'Tis  found  before  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads  — 
A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet  — 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend  ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more ; 
And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

184  Encouragement  to  Prayer.  7s. 

C10ME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
)  Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Rise  and  ask  without  delay. 


PRAYER.  141 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring ; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin, 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin ; 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

5  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 


3.85  Christ's  Promise.  S.  M. 

\  SK,  and  ye  shall  receive ;" 
xjl  This  promise  —  0,  how  free; 
Lord,  help  me  firmly  to  believe 
That  promise  made  for  me. 

2  Much  need  have  I  to  pray, 
Pardon  and  grace  I  seek; 
Defence  and  guidance  every  day, 
And  strength,  for  I  am  weak. 


142  THE    MEANS    OF    GRACE. 

3  My  prayer  do  thou  inspire. 
And  0,  that  prayer  receive: 
Lord  teach  me  what  I  should  desire 
Lord,  help  me  to  believe. 


186  The  Lord  Sears.  C.  M. 

THE  Lord  attends  when  children  pray, 
A  whisper  he  can  hear ; 
He  knows  not  only  what  we  say, 
But  what  we  wish  or  fear. 

2  'Tis  not  enough  to  bend  the  knee, 

And  words  of  prayer  to  say; 
The  heart  must  with  the  lips  agree, 
Or  else  we  do  not  pray. 

3  Teach  us,  0  Lord,  to  pray  aright, 

Thy  grace  to  us  impart, 
That  we  in  prayer  may  take  delight, 
And  serve  thee  with  the  heart. 


187  Lord  help  us.  S.  M. 

IORD,  help  us  as  we  pray, 
J  To  come  with  hearts  sincere, 
And  as  we  run  in  wisdom's  way, 
To  seek  thy  blessing  here. 

2  Lord,  help  us  as  we  sing, 

To  mean  the  words  we  use, 
And  not  to  mock  our  heavenly  King, 
And  all  his  love  abuse. 


143 


3  Lord,  help  us  as  we  hear, 

To  treasure  up  thy  truth. 
That  Ave  may  live  in  holy  fear, 
And  shun  the  sins  of  youth. 

4  Lord,  help  us  while  we  live, 

Thy  servants  to  abide  ; 
The  aid  of  thy  good  Spirit  give ; 
In  mercy  be  our  guide. 


188  -^  Hymn  Prayer. 

BEST  of  Parents,  hear  me  now, 
As  to  thee  I  humbly  bow ; 
Hearken  to  thy  lisping  child, 
Be  my  Father  reconciled. 

2  Lot  thy  Spirit  be  my  guide ; 
O'er  my  heart  and  life  preside ; 
Gifts  to  thee  I  then  shall  bring, 
And  thy  praise  forever  sing. 

3  Strength  in  every  duty  give ; 
Wisely,  meekly  may  I  live; 
-Iiivlullv  my  work  fulfil, 
Ever  faithful  to  thy  will. 

4  On  me  now  thy  grace  bestow; 
May  it  o'er  my  pathway  flow ; 
Let  thy  gospel  be  my  food, 
As  I  travel  home  to  God. 


144  THE    MEANS   OF    GRACE. 

]_g9  Design  of  Prayer.  L.  M. 

PRAYER  is  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  designs  to  give : 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray ; 
For  only  when  they  pray  they  live. 

2  If  pain  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress ; 

If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay ; 
If  guilt  deject ;  if  sin  distress  ; 
The  remedy's  before  thee  — pray. 

3  ;Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that's  weak: 

Though  thought  be  broken,  language  lame, 
Pray,  if  thou  canst  or  canst  not  speak ; 
But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

4  Depend  on  him ;  thou  canst  not  fail ; 

Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known ; 
Fear  not;  his  merits  must  prevail; 
Ask  but  in  faith,  it  shall  be  done. 


190         ^ow  toPray  ari9hL  s-  ^* 

I  OFTEN  say  my  prayers, 
But  do  I  ever  pray? 
Or  do  the  wishes  of  my  heart- 
Suggest  the  words  I  say? 

2  'Tis  useless  to  implore, 
Unless  I  feel  my  need; 
Unless  ;tis  from  a  sense  of  want 
That  all  my  prayers  proceed. 


PRAYER.  145 

3  I  may  as  well  kneel  down 

And  worship  gods  of  stone, 
As  offer  to  the  living  God 
A  prayer  of  words  alone. 

4  For  words  without  the  heart 

The  Lord  will  never  hear; 
Nor  will  he  ever  those  regard 
Whose  prayers  are  insincere. 

5  Lord !  teach  me  what  I  want, 

And  teach  me  how  to  pray  ; 
Nor  let  me  e'er  implore  thy  grace, 
Not  feeling  what  I  say. 


191  God  everywhere.  7s. 

THEY  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace, 
Find  that  throne  in  every  place; 
If  we  live  a  life  of  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  In  our  sickness  or  our  health, 
In  our  want  or  in  our  wealth, 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail, 
When  the  foes  of  life  prevail, 

'Tis  the  time  for  earnest  prayer ;  — 
God  is  present  everywhere. 
13  K 


146  THE    MEANS    OF    GRACE. 

4  Then  my  soul,  in  every  strait, 
To  thy  Father  come  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer ; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 


THE    BIBLE. 

192  What  a  Treasure.  8s,  \ 

WHAT  a  mercy,  what  a  treasure. 
We  possess  in  God's  own  word  ! 
Where  we  read  with  sacred  pleasure 
Of  the  love  of  Christ  our  Lord. 

2  That  blest  word  reveals  the  Saviour, 

Whom  our  souls  so  deeply  need, 
0  what  mercy,  love,  and  favor, 

That  for  sinners  Christ  should  bleed. 

3  While  each  wretched  heathen  nation 

Nothing  knows,  dear  Lord,  of  thee, 
In  this  happy  land,  salvation 
Clearly  is  revealed  to  me. 

4  0  the  blessedness  of  knowing 

Christ  our  Saviour's  precious  love, 
Freely  on  a  child  bestowing 
Grace  and  mercy  from  above. 


THE    BIBLE.  141 

193  My  Bible.  L.  M. 

MY  Bible!  'tis  a  book  divine, 
Where  heavenly  truth  and  mercy  shine, 
And  wisdom  speaks  in  every  line, 
And  speaks  to  me. 

2  My  Bible !    in  this  book  alone 

I  find  God's  holy  will  made  known ; 
Aud  here  his  love  to  man  is  shown  — 
His  love  to  me. 

3  My  Bible !  here  with  joy  I  trace 
The  records  of  redeeming  grace; 
Glad  tidings  of  a  sinful  race; 

Good  news  to  me. 

4  My  Bible !    here  it  is  I  read 
How  Jesus  did  for  sinners  bleed; 
0,  this  was  wondrous  love  indeed ! 

Christ  bled  for  me. 

5  I  love  my  Bible!    may  I  ne'er 
Consult  it  but  with  faith  and  prayer, 
That  I  may  see  my  Saviour  there, 

Who  died  for  me ! 


194  For  what  is  it  mine?  7s. 

OLY  Bible  I  book  divine  ! 
Precious  treasure!  thou  art  mine  ! 
Mine,  to  fell  me  whence  I  came; 
Mine,  to  teach  me  what  I  am. 


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148  THE    MEANS   OP    GRACE. 

2  Mine,  to  chide  me  when  I  rove ; 
Mine,  to  show  a  Saviour's  love ; 
Mine  art  thou  to  guide  my  feet, 
Mine,  to  judge,  condemn,  acquit. 

3  Mine,  to  comfort  in  distress, 
If  the  Holy  Spirit  bless ; 
Mine,  to  show  by  living  faith 
Man  can  triumph  over  death. 

4  Mine,  to  tell  of  joys  to  come, 
And  the  rebel  sinner's  doom  : 
0  thou  precious  book  divine ! 
Precious  treasure !  thou  art  mine 


195  Preciousness  of  the  Bible.  C.  M. 

HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
By  inspiration  given  ; 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
And  life,  and  light,  and  joy  imparts, 
And  banishes  our  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way; 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


THE    BIBLE.  149 

196  The  Bible.  lis. 

rFIIE  Bible,  the  Bible,  more  precious  than  gold, 
1_    The  hopes  and  the  glories  its  pages  unfold : 
It  speaks  of  salvation,  wide  opens  the  door, 
Its  offers  are  free,  to  the  rich  and  the  poor. 

The  Bible,  the  Bible  !  blest  volume  of  truth, 
How  sweetly  it  smiles  on  the  season  of  youth 
It  bids  us  seek  early  the  pearl  of  great  price, 
Ere  the  heart  is  enslaved  in  the  bondage  of  vice. 

The  Bible,  the  Bible !  the  valleys  shall  ring, 
And  hill-tops  re-echo  the  notes  that  we  sing; 
Our  banners  inscribed  with  its  precepts  and 

rules, 
Shall  long  wave  in  triumph,  the  joy  of  our 

schools. 

197  The  Law  of  the  Lord.  L.  M. 

THIS  is  a  precious  book  indeed ! 
Happy  the  child  who  loves  to  read ! 
'Tis  God's  own  Word,  which  he  has  given, 
To  show  our  souls  the  way  to  heaven. 

2  It  tells  us  how  the  world  was  made 
And  how  good  men  the  Lord  obey'd ! 
Here  his  commands  are  written  too, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  do. 

3  It  bids  us  all  from  sin  to  fly, 
Because  our  souls  can  never  die ; 

It  points  to  heaven  where  angels  dwell, 
And  warns  us  to  escape  from  hell. 
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150  THE   mean:*   oe  grace. 

4  But,  what  is  more  than  all  beside, 
The  Bible  tells  us  Jesus  died ; 
This  is  its  best,  its  chief  intent, 
To  lead  poor  sinners  to  repent. 

198  The  Bihle  a  Treasure.  C.  M. 

THIS  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown ; 
Those  children  are  divinely  wise 
Who  make  that  pearl  their  own. 

2  Here  consecrated  water  flows, 

To  quench  our  thirst  of  sin ; 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein. 

3  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strife, 

Where  wit  and  reason  fail; 
Our  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

4  0  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 

Our  roving  feet  command; 
Nor  we  forsake  the  happy  road 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

199  The  Guide  of  the  Young.  CM. 

HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  heart?, 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 


THE    BIBLE. 


151 


2  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth; 

flow  pure  is  every  page! 
0  may  its  precepts  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

3  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  Lord,  send  thy  word  to  every  heart, 

By  thine  almighty  voice: 
Early  from  sin  may  we  depart, 
And  make  thy  love  our  choice. 


200  How  to  read  the  Bible.  C.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord, 
To  thee 'I  lift  mine  eyes; 
Teach  und  instruct  me  by  thy  word, 
And  make  me  truly  wise. 

2  Make  me  to  know  and  understand 
Thy  whole  revealed  will; 

Fain  would  I  learn  to  comprehend 
Thy  love  more  clearly  still. 

3  Help  me  to  read  the  Bible  o'er 

With  ever  new  delight: 
Help  me  to  love  its  Author  more  ; 
To  seek  thee  day  and  night. 


152  THE    MEANS    OF    GRACE. 

4  0  let  it  purify  my  heart, 

And  guide  me  all  my  days ; 
Its  wonders,  Lord,  to  me  impart, 
And  thou  shalt  have  the  praise. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

201  Grace  t0  Profit  L.  M. 

LORD,  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
And  hear  thy  word  from  day  to  day, 
Grant  us  thy  grace,  that  as  we  hear, 
Our  hearts  may  answer  and  obey. 

2  If  we  neglect,  how  great  our  loss ! 

The  Father  calls  us  to  his  home, 
The  Saviour  calls  us  to  his  cross, 

The  Spirit  and  the  Church  say,  "Come." 

3  God  of  our  first  and  earliest  days, 

Accept  our  hearts  and  make  us  thine, 
And  we  will  yield  eternal  praise, 
In  realms  celestial  and  divine. 


202  Love  i0  the  Church.  S.  M. 

I  LOVE  thy  Zion,  Lord! 
The  house  of  thy  abode ; 
The  Church,  0  blest  Redeemer !  saved 
With  thy  own  precious  blood. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  153 

2  I  lore  rhv  church.  0  Gk>d1 

Her  walls  before. thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  If  e'er  to  bless  thy  sons 

My  voice  or  hands  deny: 
These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake, 
This  voice  in  silence  die. 

4  If  e'er  my  heart  forget 

Her  welfare  and  her  woe: 
Let  every  joy  this  heart  forsake, 
And  ever}-  grief  o'erflow. 

5  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given,' 
lill  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

6  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 


203  Worship  of  God  delightful.  L.  M. 

LORD,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 
A  whole  assembly  worship  thee ; 
At  once  they  sing,  at  once  they  pray, 
I  hey  hear  of  heaven,  and  learn  the  way. 


154  THE    MEANS    OF    GRACE. 

2  I  have  been  there,  and  still  would  go, 
;Tis  like  a  little  heaven  below; 

Not  all  my  pleasures  and  my  play 
Shall  tempt  me  to  forget  this  day. 

3  0  write  upon  my  memory,  Lord, 
The  text  and  doctrine  of  thy  word : 
That  I  may  break  thy  laws  no  more, 
But  love  thee  better  than  before. 

4  With  thoughts  of  Christ  and  things  divine 
Fill  up  this  foolish  heart  of  mine ; 

That  hoping  pardon  through  his  blood, 
I  may  lie  down,  and  wake  with  God. 


204:'  Sanctuary  Worship.  7s. 

TO  thy  temple  I  repair, 
Lord,  I  love  to  worship  there ; 
While  thy  glorious  praise  is  sung, 
Touch  my  lips,  unloose  my  tongue. 

2  While  the  prayers  of  saints  ascend, 
God  of  love,  to  mine  attend ; 
Hear  me,  for  thy  Spirit  pleads ; 
Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes. 

3  While  I  hearken  to  thy  law, 
Fill  my  soul  with  humble  awe; 
May  thy  gospel  bring  to  me 
Life  and  immortality. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  155 

4  While  thy  ministers  proclaim 
I1.';!.-,    and  pardon  in  thy  name, 
Through  their  voice,  by  faith  may  I 
Hear  thee  speaking  from  on  high. 

5  From  thy  house  when  I  return, 
May  my  heart  within  me  burn ; 
Ana  at  evening  let  me  say, 

"  I  have  walked  with  God  to-day." 


205  HolV  Worship.  I 

JESUS,  we  love  to  meet, 
On  this  thy  holy  day. 
We  worship  round  thy  seat, 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 
Thou  tender,  heavenly  Friend  ! 
To  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
O'er  our  young  spirits  bend, 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 

2  We  dare  not  trifle  now. 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 
In  silent  awe  we  bow, 

On  jthis  thy  holy  day. 
Check  every  Avandering  thought, 
And  let  us  all  be  taught, 
To  serve  thee  as  we  ought. 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 

•';  We  listen  to  thy  word, 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 
Bless  all  that  we  have  heard, 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 


156  THE    MEANS    OF    GRACE. 

Go  with  us  when  we  part, 
And  to  each  youthful  heart, 
Thy  saving  grace  impart, 

On  this  thy  holy  day. 

206  From  School  to  Church.  C.  M. 

NOW,  children,  to  God's  house  repair, 
And  with  the  holy  throng 
0  give  your  hearts  to  humble  prayer, 
And  raise  the  cheerful  song. 

2  Praise  God,  whose  mercies  brought  you  here, 

Whose  goodness  keeps  you  still, 
Whose  grace  with  joy  your  souls  can  cheer, 
Whose  power  subdues  your  will. 

3  Improve  the  strength  you  here  have  gain'd 

To  do  his  holy  will : 
Improve  the  knowledge  here  attain'd, 
To  love  and  serve  him  still. 


207  Attending  Public  Worship.  L.  M. 

WHEN  to  the  house  of  God  we  go, 
To  hear  his  word  and  sing  his  love, 
We  ought  to  worship  him  below, 
As  saints  and  angels  do  above. 

2  For  God  is  present  eveuywhere, 

And  watches  all  our  thoughts  and  ways ; 
He  marks  who  humbly  join  in  prayer, 
And  who  sincerely  sing  his  praise. 


pi  puc  worship.  157 

3  The  triflers,  too,  his  eye  can  Bee, 

WIhi  only   seem  to  take  a  part: 
They  move  the  lip  and  bend  the  knee, 

But  do  not  seek  him  with  their  heart. 

4  0  may  we  never  trifle  so, 

Nor  lose  the  days  our  God  has  given; 
But  learn,  by  Sabbaths  here  below, 
To  spend  eternity  in  heaven. 


208  Delights  of  Public  Worship. 

LORD  of  hosts,  how  lovely  fair, 
E'en  on  earth  thy  temples  are  ; 
Here  thy  waiting  people  see 
Much  of  heaven,  and  much  of  thee. 

2  From  thy  gracious  presence  flows 
Bliss  that  softens  all  our  woes ; 
While  thy  Spirit's  holy  fire 
Warms  our  hearts  with  pure  desire. 

3  Here  we  supplicate  thy  throne, 
Here  thou  mak'st  thy  glories  known ; 
Here  we  learn  thy  righteous  ways, 
Taste  thy  love  and  BiBg  thy  praise. 

4  Thus  with  sacred  songs  of  joy; 
We  our  happy  days  employ; 
Love,  and  long  to  love  thee  more, 
Till  from  earth  to  heaven  w» 

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158  THE    MEANS    OF    GRACE. 


BAPTISM. 


209  Newness  of  life.  C.  M. 

BAPTIZED  into  our  Saviour's  death, 
Our  souls  to  sin  must  die: 
With  Christ  our  Lord  we  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

There  by  his  Father's  side  he  sits, 

Enthroned,  divinely  fair ; 
Yet  owns  himself  our  brother  still, 

And  our  forerunner  there. 


210  Baptismal  consecration.  H.  M. 

BAPTIZED  into  thy  name, 
Mysterious  One  in  Three, 
Our  souls  and  bodies  claim 

A  sacrifice  to  thee : 
We  only  live  our  faith  to  prove, 
The  faith  which  works  by  humble  love. 

2  0  that  our  light  may  shine, 
And  all  our  lives  express 
The  character  divine, 

Of  constant  holiness ! 
Then,  then  receive  us  to  adore 
The  Triune  God  for  evermore. 


159 


211  Baptism  of  adults.  C.  M. 

PROCLAIM,  said  Christ,  my  wondrous  grace 
To  all  the  sons  of  men ; 
He  who  believes  and  is  baptiz'd 
Salvation  shall  obtain. 

2  Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those 
Who,  hoping  in  his  word, 
This  day  have  publicly  declar'd, 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 


3  "With  cheerful  feet  may  they  go  on, 

And  run  the  Christian  race ; 
And  in  the  troubles  of  the  way 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

4  And  when  the  awful  message  comes 

To  call  their  souls  away, 
May  they  be  found  prepar'd  to  live 
In  realms  of  endless  day. 


212  "Forbid  them  not"  H.  M. 

"T70RBID  them  not  to  come!" 
Jj    It  is  the  Saviour's  voice: 

And.  now  in  childhood's  bloom, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

Subdue  our  hearts,  0  Lord,  to  thee 

Let  every  soul  thy  temple  be. 


100  THE    MEAN'S    OF    GRACE. 

2  "  Forbid  them  not  to  come ! " 
Ye  tender  parents  hear: 
The  child  in  nature's  gloom 

Entreats  your  ardent  prayer. 
0  take  us  to  thy  mercy-seat, 
And  lay  us  down  at  Jesus'  feet. 


213  An  Appeal  from  Baptism.  8s,  7s. 

IN  thy  baptism  God  hath  plighted 
Thee  his  truth,  eternal,  sure ; 
Hast  thou  this  thy  cov'nant  slighted? 
Still  his  promise'  must  endure. 

2  'Tis  an  ever  faithful  sentence: 

"  Jesus  sinners  will  receive." 
Come  again  in  true  repentance ; 
Turn  again  and  thou  shalt  live. 

3  To  his  heart  how  proudly  yearning, 

Calling,  waiting,  day  by  day : 
Why  then  art  thou  not  returning? 
Come,  nor  longer  from  him  stray. 

214  8s»  7s>  4s- 

Grateful  acknowledgment  of  Baptism. 

TMTHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit, 
Jj    I'm  baptized  in  thy  dear  name; 
In  the  seed  thou  dost  inherit, 

With  the  people  thou  dost  claim, 
I  am  reckoned ; 

And  for  me  the  Saviour  came. 


161 


Thou  receivest  me,  0  Father, 
As  a  child  and  heir  of  thine ; 

Jesus,  thou  who  died'st,  yea,  rather 
Ever  lovest,  thou  art  mine. 

Thou,  0   Spirit^ 
Art  my  guide,  my  light  divine. 

I  have  pledged,  and  would  not  falter, 
Truth,  obedience,  love  to  thee ; 

I  have  vows  upon  thine  altar, 
Ever  thine  alone  to  be: 

And  forever, 
Sin  and  all  its  lusts  to  flee. 

Gracious  God,  all  thou  hast  spoken 
In  this  cov'nant  shall  take  place ; 

But  if  I,  alas !  have  broken 

These  my  vows,  hide  not  thy  face ; 

And  from  falling, 
0,  restore  me  by  thy  grace  ! 

Lord,  to  thee  I  now  surrender, 

All  I  have  and  all  I  am ; 
Make  my  heart  more  true  and  tender, 

In  me  glorify  thy  name. 
Let  obedience 

To  thy  will  be  all  my  aim. 

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162  THE    MEANS    OF   GRACE. 


LORD'S    SUPPER. 

-215  Jesus  the  soul's  (rue  food.  L. 

JESUS  is  gone  above  the  skies, 
Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  n< 
And  carnal  objects  meet  our  eyes, 
To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thougl 

2  He  knows  what  wand'ring  hearts  we  ha 

Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face; 
And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem ; 

Christ  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 

And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him 

5  While  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place ; 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heav'nly  light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 


216  Communion.  S. 

JESUS  invites  his  saints 
To  meet  around  his  board: 
Here  those  he  died  to  save  may  hoi 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 


lord's  supper.  163 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  flesh, 

He  bids  us  drink  his  blood ; 
Amazing  favor !  matchless  grace 
Of  our  descending  God ! 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine 

Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 

4  Our  heav'nly  Father  calls 

Christ  and  his  members  one : 
We  are  the  children  of  his  love, 
And  he  the  first-born  Son. 

5  We  are  but  sev'ral  parts 

Of  the  same  broken  bread ; 
One  body,  with  its  sev'ral  limbs, 
But  Jesus  is  the  head. 

6  Let  all  our  powers  be  joined 

His  glorious  name  to  raise ; 
Pleasure  and  love  fill  ev'ry  mind, 
And  ev'ry  voice  be  praise ! 


217  The  gospel  feast.  L.  M. 

MY  God !  and  is  thy  table  spread  ? 
And  does  thy  cup  with  love  o;erflow  ? 
Thither  be  all  thy  children  led, 
And  let  them  all  its  sweetness  know. 


164  THE   MEANS   OF   GRACE. 

2  0  let  thy  table  honor'd  be, 

And  furnished  well  with  joyful  guests  ; 
And  may  each  soul  salvation  see, 
That  here  its  sacred  pledges  tastes. 

3  Let  crowds  approach ;  with  hearts  prepar'd 

With  warm  desire,  let  all  attend ; 
Nor,  when  we  leave  our  Father's  board, 
The  pleasure  or  the  profit  end. 

4  Revive  thy  dying  churches,  Lord ! 

And  bid  our  drooping  graces  live ; 
And  more  that  energy  afford, 
A  Saviour's  death  alone  can  give. 

5  Nor  let  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run, 
Till  with  this  bread  all  men  be  blest 
Who  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun. 


THE    KINGDOM    OF    CHRIST.  165 


THE  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 


218  Christ's  Kingdom.  L.  M. 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 


2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head  : 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  grateful  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 


166  THE    KINGDOM    OF   CHRIST. 

219  Prayer  for  the  Spread  of  the  Gospel.    8s,  7s,  4s. 

O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 
Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze; 
All  the  promises  do  travail 
With  a  glorious  day  of  grace  ; 

Blessed  Jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Kingdoms  wide,  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light, 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night; 

And  redemption, 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

3  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  Gospel; 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease ; 
Mav  thy  lasting,  wide  dominions 
Multiply  and  still  increase ! 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 


220          For  ihe  Spread  of  the  Gospel.  7s. 

HASTEN,  Lord,  the  glorious  time, 
When  beneath  Messiah's  sway, 
Every  nation,  every  clime, 
Shall  the  gospel  call  obey. 

2  Mightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own, 
Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore ; 
Satan  and  his  host  o'erthrown, 
Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more. 


THE    KINGDOM    OF    CHRIST.  167 

3  Then  shall  war  and  tumults  cease 
Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain ; 
Righteousness,  and  joy,  and  peace, 
Undisturbed  shall  ever  reign. 

4  Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord, 
Ever  praise  his  glorious  name ; 
All  his  mighty  acts  record, 

All  his  wondrous  love  proclaim. 


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221  Spread  of  the  Gospel  S.  M. 

GOD  of  sovereign  grace, 
We  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
And  plead  for  all  the  human  race, 
The  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Spread  through  the  earth,  0  Lord, 

The  knowledge  of  thy  ways  : 

And  let  all  lands  with  joy  record 

The  great  Redeemer's  praise. 


222  The  Laborers  are  few.  S.  M. 

LORD  of  the  harvest,  hear 
Thy  needy  servants  cry: 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait, — 
Our  wants  are  in  thy  view ; 
The  harvest,  truly,  Lord,  is  great, 
The  laborers  are  few. 


168  THE    KINGDOM    OF    CHRIST. 

3  Convert  and  send  forth  more 

Into  thy  Church  abroad. 
And  let  them  speak  thy  word  of  power, 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

4  0  let  them  spread  thy  name, — 

Their  mission  fully  prove  ; 
Thy  universal  grace  proclaim, — 
Thine  all-redeeming  love. 


223  The  heathen's  call.  7s,  6s. 

T7ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
_L    From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand: 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle  ; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile : 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strewn ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 
The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 


THE    KINGDOM    OF   CHRIST.  169 

Salvation  !  oh,  salvation ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learn'd  Messiah's  name. 

Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  rei^n. 


224  Triumphs  of  the  Gospel.  7s. 

TXTATCHMAN  I  tell  us  of  the  night, 

V  V     What  its  signs  of  promise  are  ! 
Trav'ller  !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  the  glory-beaming  star ! 
Watchman!  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell? 
Trav'ller !  yes,  it  brings  the  day, 

Promis'd  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night : 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends ! 
Trav'ller  !  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends ! 
Watchman!  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth? 
Trav'ller !  ages  are  its  own ; 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth! 

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170  THE    KINGDOM    OF    CHRIST. 

3  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn! 
Traveler !  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn! 
"Watchman !  let  thy  wandering  cease 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home ; 
Trav'ller,  lo !  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come ! 


225  Missionary  Meeting.  L.  M. 

JESUS !  in  Christian  love  we  meet 
To  bring  an  offering  to  thy  feet ; 
All  in  their  hand  some  talent  bear, 
And  lay  it  humbly,  freely,  there. 

2  Yes,  for  thy  gospel's  cause,  with  joy 
Our  hands,  our  hearts,  we  would  employ : 
Oh,  smile  upon  us  from  above, 

That  bless'd  may  be  our  work  of  love. 

3  Then  let  us  feel  thy  presence  near, 
While  met  in  holy  union  here : 
Our  zeal,  our  love,  do  thou  increase, 
And  let  us  reap  the  fruits  of  peace. 


226  Spread  of  the  Gospel.  L.  M. 

SOVEREIGN  of  worlds !  display  thy  powei 
Be  this  thy  Zion's  favor'd.  hour; 
Bid  the  bright  Morning  Star  arise, 
And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 


THE    KLNUDOM    OF    CHRIST.  171 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns  — 
On  Afric's  shore,  on  India's  plains,  . 
On  wilds  and  continents  unknown ; 
And  make  the  nations  all  thine  own. 

3  Speak  !  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice ; 
Speak !  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice : 
Scatter  the  gloom  of  heathen  night, 

And  bid  all  nations  hail  the  light. 


227     Prayer  for  the  success  of  the  Gospel.    CM. 

LORD,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 
Arni'd  with  thy  Spirit's  pow'r ; 
Ten  thousand  shall  confess  its  sway, 
And  bless  the  saving  hour. 

2  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 

The  barren  wastes  shall  rise, 
"With  sudden  greens  and  fruits  array'd, 
A  blooming  paradise. 

3  True  holiness  shall  strike  its  root 

In  each  regenerate  heart ; 
Shall  in  a  growth  divine  arise, 
And  heav'nly  fruits  impart. 

4  Peace,  with  her  olives  crown'd,  shall  stretch 

Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore ; 
No  trump  shall  rouse  the  rage  of  war, 
Nor  murd'rous  cannon  roar. 


172  THE    KINGDOM    OF    CHRIST. 

5  Lord,  for  those  days  we  wait  —  those  days 

Are  in  thy  word  foretold ; 
Fly  swifter,  sun  and  stars,  and  bring 
This  promis'd  age  of  gold ! 

6  Amen,  with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 

Unnumbered  myriads  cry; 
Amen,  with  joy  divine,  let  heav'n's 
Unnumbered  choirs  reply. 


228  Universal  Hallelujah.  7s,  6s. 

"TT7HEN  shall  the  voice  of  singing 
VV    Flow  joyfully  along? 
When  hill  and  valley,  ringing 

With  one  triumphant  song, 
Proclaim  the  contest-  ended, 

And  him,  who  once  was  slain, 
Again  to  earth  descended, 

In  righteousness  to  reign? 

2  Then  from  the  craggy  mountains, 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly, 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply: 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
The  hallelujah  swelling 

In  one  eternal  sound. 


THE    KINGDOM    OF   CHRIST.  173 

229  The  Salvation  of  Israel.  7s,  6s. 

r\  THAT  the  Lord's  salvation 
\J  Were  out  of  Zion  come, 
To  heal  his  ancient  nation, 

To  lead  his  outcasts  home ! 
How  long  the  holy  city 

Shall  heathen  feet  profane? 
Return,  0  Lord,  in  pity ; 

Rebuild  her  walls  again. 

2  Let  fall  thy  rod  of  terror ; 

Thy  saving  grace  impart; 
Roll  back  the  veil  of  error; 

Release  the  fettered  heart. 
Let  Israel,  home  returning, 

Her  lost  Messiah  see ; 
Give  oil  of  joy  for  mourning, 

And  bind  thy  church  to  thee. 


230         The  coming  Reign  of  Christ.         L.  M. 

A   SCEND  thy  throne,  almighty  King! 
A  And  spread  thy  glories  all  abroad ; 
Let  thine  own  arm  salvation  bring, 
And  be  thou  known  the  gracious  God. 

2  Let  millions  bow  before  thy  seat,  — 
Let  humble  mourners  seek  thy  face; 
Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdued  by  thy  victorious  grace. 
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174  THE    KINGDOM    OF    CHRIST. 

3  Oh !  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 
Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord ; 
Let  saints  and  angels  praise  thy  name,  — 
Be  thou  through  heaven  and  earth  adored. 


231  '^ie  Great  Command.  6s,  4s. 

SOUND,  sound  the  truth  abroad! 
Bear  ye  the  -word  of  God 
Through  the  wide  world: 
Tell  what  our  Lord  hath  done: 
Tell  how  the  day  was  won, 
And  from  his  lofty  throne 
Satan  is  hurl'd. 

2  Far  over  sea  and  land  — 

'Tis  our  Lord's  own  command  — 

Bear  ye  his  name : 
Bear  it  to  ev'ry  shore; 
Regions  unknown  explore; 
Enter  at  every  door :  — 

Silence  is  shame. 

3  Ye  who,  forsaking  all 

At  your  loved  Master's  call, 

Comforts  resign ; 
Soon  will  the  work  be  done ; 
Soon  will  the  prize  be  won : 
Brighter  than  yonder  sun 

Then  shall  ye  shine. 


CHURCH    FESTIVALS.  175 


CHURCH  FESTIVALS. 


CHRISTMAS. 

232  J°y  &  the  World.  C.  M. 

JOY  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come! 
Let  earth  receive  her  King; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  world,  the  Saviour  reigns ! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sin  and  sorrow  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 


233    The  Angel's  message  to  the  Shepherds.    C.  M. 

ON  Judah's  plains  as  shepherds  sat, 
Watching  their  flocks  by  night, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  appear'd, 
Clad  in  celestial  light. 


176  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

2  Awe-struck  the  vision  they  regard, 

AppalPd  with  trembling  fear ; 

When  thus  a  cherub-voice  divine 

Breath'd  sweetly  on  their  ear. 

3  "Shepherds  of  Judah!  cease  your  fears 

And  calm  your  troubled  mind ; 
Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring, 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

4  "This  day  almighty  love  fulfils 

Its  great  eternal  word ; 
This  day  is  born  in  Bethlehem 
A  Saviour,  Christ  the  Lord. 

5  "There  shall  you  find  the  heav'nly  babe 

In  humblest  weeds  array'd ; 
All  meanly  wrapp'd  in  swaddling  clothes, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 


234  Hymn  for  Advent.  7s. 

/^OME,  thou  Saviour  of  our  race, 
Vj  Choicest  gift  of  heav'nly  grace ; 
0  thou  blessed  virgin's  Son ! 
Be  thy  race  on  earth  begun. 

2  Not  of  mortal  blood  or  birth, 

He  descends  from  heav'n  to  earth — 
By  the  Holy  Ghost  conceiv'd, 
Truly  man,  to  be  believ'd. 


i  Bon  m^s.  177 

3  Wondrous  birth!  0  wondrous  child 
Of  the  virgin  undefil'd ! 

Though  by  all  the  world  disowuM, 

Still    H   DC    in    licax'ii    cnthn>n\l. 

4  Prom  tin'  Father  Forth  he  came, 
And  returneth  t<>  the  same ; 
Captive  leading  death  and  hell  — 
High  the  aong  of  triumph  swell. 

5  Equal  to  tin'  Father  now, 
Though  to  dust  thou  oner  didst  bow: 
Boundless  shall  thy  kingdom  be  — 
When  shall  we  its  glories  see? 

6  Brightly  doth  thy  manger  shine; 
Glorious  is  its  light  divine : 

Let  not  sin  o'ercloud  this  light; 
Ever  be  our  faith  thus  bright. 


235  Advent  of  Christ.  78. 

ARK  I  the  herald  angels  sing, 
"Glory  to  the  new-born  King! 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled  1" 


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2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies ; 
With  the  angelic  host  proclaim, 
i  brisl  is  horn  in  Betnlehem." 


|78  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

3  Mild,  he  lays  his  glory  by; 
Born,  that  man  no  more  may  die : 
Born,  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth: 
Born,  to  give  them  second  birth. 

4  Veiled  in  flesh,  the  Godhead  see ; 
Lo!  the  incarnate  Deity; 
Pleased  as  man  with  men  t'  appear, 
Jesus  our  Immanuel  here. 

5  Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  peace 
Hail  the  Sun  of  righteousness! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Ris'n  with  healing  in  his  wings. 

OQg  Christmas  Morning.  "s» 

THE  glorious  light  is  dawning, 
And  gilds  the  mountain's  brow: 
To  Bethlehem  this  morning, 

Rejoicing,  let  us  go. 
We'll  sing  the  blissful  story 

The  angels  sang  this  morn— 
How  Christ,  the  King  of  glory, 
Was  in  a  stable  born. 

2  His  diadem  forsaking, 

He  laid  his  glory  by; 
Our  nature  on  him  taking, 

That  he  might  bleed  and  die. 
From  sin  and  death  to  free  us, 

On  wings  of  love  he  came  — 
For  this  the  blessed  Jesus 

A  little  child  became. 


6s. 


I  1IK1M  MA\  17    I 

While  shepherds,  bw  adoring, 

To  bim  give  homage  meet, 
Ami  Eastern  Magi  pouring 

Earth'i  treasures  at  his  feet ; 
W  V.  doh  Life's  day  Ui  dawning, 

Would  oqi  beat  offerings  bring, 
And  on  this  happy  morning 

Worahip  the  new-born  Bong. 


237  The  advent  of  the  Saviour.  C.  M. 

HARK,  the  glad  Bound,  the  Saviour  oomea, 
The  Saviour  promised  long! 

L.'t  cv'rv  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And 

2  On   him   the  Spirit,   largely  ]>c>urM, 
Exerts  his  sacred  firej 
Wisdom,  and  might,  and  seal,  «in'l  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

:;  He  comes  the  pria'nera  to  releaf 
In  Satan's  bondage  held : 
The  brass  before  him  burst, 

The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  I!-'  oomea,  frt>m  thickest  films  <>f  vice, 
T  i  clear  the  mental  ray ; 
And  on  the  eyes,  oppressed  with  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 


180  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  peace ! 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 


238  The  Star  of  Bethlehem.  L.  M. 

TTTHEN  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain, 

\V    The  glitt'ring  hosts  bestud  the  sky ; 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train. 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye. 

2  Hark!  hark!  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  ev'ry  host,  from  ev'ry  gem  : 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawn'd  —  and  rudely  blow'd 
The  wind  that  toss'd  my  found'ring  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 

Death-struck,  I  ceas'd  the  tide  to  stem; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 


CHRISTMAS.  181 

It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all, 
And  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 

And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

Now  safely  moor'd —  my  perils  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 

For  ever  and  for  evermore, 
The  Star  !  —  the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 


239  The  Babe  of  Bethlehem.  7s. 

LET  us  chant  the  solemn  lay  — 
Let  us  celebrate  the  day,  — 
Hail,  with  joy,  th'  auspicious  morn 
"When  the  Son  of  man  was  born. 

2  Babe  of  Beth'lem,  lowly  laid ! 
Angels  hover  round  thy  bed, 
Pausing  o'er  the  tuneful  lyre, 
As  they  wonder  and  admire. 

3  Hope  of  Israel !  welcome  thou  — 
Every  tribe  to  thee  shall  bow ; 
Every  tongue  thy  right  proclaim ; 
Every  land  adore  thy  name. 

240  Praise  to  the  Saviour.  lis,  10s. 

BRIGHTEST  and   best  of   the   sons  of  the 
morning ! 
Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid ! 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid ! 
16 


1S2  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining, 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall; 
Angels  adore  him  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all ! 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Edon  and  offerings  divine ! 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine ! 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation  ; 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure: 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration: 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor! 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning! 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid ! 

241  The  Birth  of  Christ.  S.  M. 

YE  saints,  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  your  king ; 
To  Jesus    your  incarnate  God, 
Your  songs  of  praises  sing. 

2  Not  angels  round  the  throne 
Of  majesty  above, 
Are  half  so  much  oblig'd  as  we 
To  our  Immanuel's  love. 


CHRISTMAS.  183 

3  They  never  sunk  so  low, 

They  are  not  rais'd  so  high; 
They  never  knew  such  depths  of  woe-, 
Such  heights  of  majesty. 

4  The  Saviour  did  not  join 

Their  nature  to  his  own; 
For  them  he  shed  no  blood  divine, 
Nor  breath' d  a  single  groan. 

5  May  we  with  angels  vie 

The  Saviour  to  adore; 
Our  debts  are  greater  far  than  theirs, 
0  be  our  praises  more ! 


242  The  Babe  in  (he  Manger.  8 

HOW  much  better  I'm  attended 
Than  the  Son  of  God  could  be, 
When  from  heaven  he  descended, 
And  became  a  child  like  me. 

2  Soft  and  easy  was  my  cradle, 

Coarse  and  hard  my  Saviour  lay, 
When  his  birth-place  was  a  stable, 
And  his  softest  bed  was  hay. 

3  Lo  !    he  slumbers  in  the  manger, 

Where  the  horned  oxen  fed, 
Cold  the  air  and  full  of  danger. 
Whistling  by  his  blessed  head. 


184  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

4  See  the  kinder  shepherds  romid  hint, 

Telling  wonders  from  the  sky; 
Where  they  sought  him,  there  they  found  him 
With  his  virgin  mother  by. 

5  From  the  East,  the  wise  men  pressing, 

In  their  arms  rich  jewels  bring, 
To  receive  the  precious  blessing 
Of  their  long-expected  King. 

6  May  we  learn  to  know  and  fear  him, 

Love  and  serve  him  all  our  days, 
Then  go  dwell  for  ever  near  him, 
Seek  his  face  and  sing  his  praise. 


NEW   YEAR. 

243  Beginning  of  the  Year.  7s. 

SEE,  another  year  is  gone! 
Quickly  have  the  seasons  pass'dl 
This  we  enter  now  upon 

Will  to  many  prove  the  last. 

2  Some  we  now  no  longer  see, 

Who  their  mortal  race  have  run, 
Seemed  as  fair  for  life  as  we, 
When  the  former  year  begun. 


NEW    YEAR.  188 

3  Some  —  but  who  God  only  knows  — 

Who  are  here  assembled  now, 
Ere  the  present  year  shall  close, 
To  the  stroke  of  death  must  bow. 

4  Mercy  hitherto  has  spared, 

But  have  mercies  been  iniprov'd? 
Let  us  ask,  "Am  I  prepar'd, 

Should  I  be  this  year  remov'd  ?  " 


244  ^Tew  Year  Hymn.  L.  M. 


M 


"AY  this  a  happy  New  Year  be; 
JjJL  We  would  begin  it.  Lord,  with  thee 
0  mercifully  condescend 
To  be  our  Saviour,  Shepherd,  Friend. 

2  Each  day  our  youthful  footsteps  guide, 
And  keep  us  closely  by  thy  side ; 
Each  night  may  we  in  safety  rest 
Within  thy  fold  —  upon  thy  breast. 

3  Blest  Saviour,  we  would  bring  to  thee 
A  New  Year's  gift ;  0  may  it  be 

A  heart  renew'd  by  grace  divine, 
Which  thou  wilt  take  and  own  as  thine. 

4  And  we  would  ask  a  gift  from  thee  — 
Thine  own  best  blessing  let  it  be ; 
The  Comforter,  the  Holy  Dove, 

To  teach  our  hearts  a  Saviour's  love. 
16* 


186  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

5  And  when  our  years  on  earth  are  told, 
Then  take  us  to  thy  heavenly  fold ; 
May  this  our  happy  portion  be  — 
To  spend  eternity  with  thee. 

245  A  hymn  for  New  Year'  L#  M' 

GREAT  God !  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand ; 
The  op'ning  year  tiiv  mercy  shows  — 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  at  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown,  _ 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And,  peaceful,  leave  before  thy  feet. 

246  For  a  New  Year'  C'  M' 

SPARED  to  commence  another  year, 
The  past  I  now  review: 
How  num'rous  do  my  sins  appear! 
How  great  thy  mercies,  too! 

2  I  thank  thee  for  thy  tender  care 
Through  all  my  infant  days  ; 
And  for  each  privilege  I  share, 
That  still  thy  love  displays. 


NEW    YEAR. 

3  For  Jesus'  sake  my  sins  forgive, 

And  strengthen  me  in  grace ; 
That  to  thy  glory  I  may  live, 
And  run  the  Christian  race. 

4  How  long  or  short  my  course  may  be, 

'Tis  not  for  me  to  know ; 
But  may  I  yield  my  heart  to  thee, 
And  in  thy  favor  grow. 


187 


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247  FUght  of  Time.  S.  M. 

NOTHER  fleeting  year 
Has  fled  and  pass'd  away, 
Since  we  were  taught  to  worship  here, 
On  this  most  holy  day. 

2  Years  hurry  quickly  by, 

And  we  are  fading  too ; 
And  soon  the  year  when  we  shall  die, 
Will  come  upon  our  view. 

3  If  we  are  ready  then, 

For  us  it  will  be  well ; 
Remov'd  from  this  low  earth  of  paiu, 
With  God  in  heaven  to  dwell. 

248  &ew  Year's  day.  H.  M. 
rpHE  Lord  of  earth  and  sky, 

J_    The  God  of  ages  praise ! 
Who  reigns  enthroned  on  high, 

Ancient  of  endless  days; 
Who  lengthens  out  our  trial  here, 
And  spares  us  yet  another  year. 


188  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

2  Barren  and  wither'd  trees, 

We  cumber' d  long  the  ground ; 
No  fruit  of  holiness 

On  our  dead  souls  was  found  ; 
Yet  doth  he  us  in  mercy  spare 
Another,  and  another  year. 

3  When  justice  gave  the  word 

To  cut  the  fig-tree  down, 
The  pity  of  our  Lord 

Cried,  "Let  it  still  alone:" 
The  Father  mild  inclines  his  ear, 
And  spares  us  yet  another  year. 

4  Jesus,  thy  speaking  blood 

From  God  obtained  the  grace, 
Who  therefore  hath  bestow' d 

On  us  a  longer  space : 
Thou  didst  in  our  behalf  appear, 
And  lo !  we  see  another  year ! 

5  Then  dig  about  our  root. 

Break  up  our  fallow  ground, 
And  let  our  gracious  fruit 

To  thy  great  praise  abound ; 
0  let  us  all  thy  praise  declare, 
And  fruit  unto  perfection  bear. 

249  Many  have  died.  7 

"TTTHILE  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 
VV     Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here ; 


NEW    YEAR.  189 

Fix'd  in  their  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below ; 

We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

Speedily,  the  mark  to  find ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind  ; 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days, 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive, 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live, 

With  eternity  in  view. 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old, 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 


250  Shortness  of  Time.  7s. 

QWIFT  the  moments  fly  away  — 
O  First  the  hour  and  then  the  day, 
Next  the  week,  the  month,  the  year, 
Steal  away,  and  disappear. 

1  Time  is  ever  on  the  wing, 

While  I  speak,  or  think,  or  sing; 
Whether  working  or  at  play, 
Time  is  rolling  fast  away  ! 


100  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

3  Think,  my  soul !  awake  and  see 
What  will  soon  become  of  thee ! 
Whither  tending,  canst  thou  tell, — 
Up  to  heaven,  or  down  to  hell? 

4  Jesus,  I  would  humbly  pray, 
Guide  and  keep  me  in  the  way ; 
Every  gift  and  grace  bestow ; 
Wean  my  heart  from  things  below. 


251  Passing  Time.  C.  M. 

SWIFT  as  the  winged  arrow  flies. 
My  time  is  hastening  on: 
Quick  as  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
My  wasting  moments  run. 

2  Thanks,  Lord,  to  thine  unbounded  grace, 

That  in  my  early  youth 
I  have  been  taught  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  know  the  way  of  truth. 

3  0  let  thy  Spirit  lead  me  still 

Along  the  happy  road, 
Conform  me  to  thy  holy  will, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

4  Another  year  of  life  is  past, 

My  heart  to  thee  incline  ; 
That  if  the  next  should  be  my  last, 
It  may  be  wholly  thine. 


GOOD    FRIDAY.  191 


GOOD  FRIDAY. 
252  Good  Friday.  C.  M. 

WHEN  Jesus  hung  upon  the  tree, 
In  agonies  and  blood, 
He  fix'd  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

2  0  never  till  my  latest  breath 

Can  I  forget  that  look ; 
He  seem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

3  A  second  look  he  gave  and  said, 

"I  freely  all  forgive; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid ; 
I  die  that  thou  mayst  live." 

4  With  pleasing  grief  and  mournful  joy, 

My  spirit  now  is  fill'd, 
That  I  should  such  a  life  destroy, 
Yet  live  by  him  I  kill'd. 


253  Love  of  Christ  to  men.  S.  M. 

BEHOLD  th'  amazing  sight, 
The  Saviour  lifted  high! 
Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight 
Expire  in  agony ! 


192  CIM'RCH     FESTIVALS. 

2  For  whom,  for  whom,  my  heart, 

Were  all  these  sorrows  borne? 
Why  did  he  feel  that  piercing  smart, 
And  meet  that  various  scorn? 

3  For  love  of  us  lie  bled, 

And  all  in  torture  died ; 
'Twas  love  that  bow'd  his  fainting  head, 
And  op'd  his  gushing  side. 

4  I  see,  and  I  adore, 

In  sympathy  of  love 
I  feel  the  strong  attractive  power 
To  lift  my  soul  above. 

5  In  Thee  our  hearts  unite, 

Nor  share  thy  griefs  alone. 
But  from  thy  cross  pursue  their  flignt 
To  thy  triumphant  throne. 

254  „    . 

Sorrow  for  the  sufferings  of  the  Saviour. 

A  LAS!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
A.  And  did  my  Sov'reign  die? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 
He  groan' d  upon  the  tree? 
Amazing  pity!  grace  unknown! 
And  love  beyond  degree! 


GOOD    FRIDAY.  193 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in. 
When  Christ  the  mighty  Saviour  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin ! 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears ; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


255  '    L.  M. 

Crucifixion  to  the  world  by  the  Cross. 

TX7HEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
V  V     On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ  my  God; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down ; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet? 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

17  n 


194  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


256  Suffering  Saviour.  7s,  6s 

0  SACRED  Head,  how  wounded, 
With  grief  and  shame  weigh' d  down! 
How  scornfully  surrounded 

With  thorns— thine  only  crown ! 
0  sacred  Head,  what  glory, 

What  bliss,  till  now,  was  thine  I 
Yet,  though  despis'd  and  gory, 
I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 

2  What  language  shall  I  borrow 

To  thank  thee,  dearest  Friend, 
For  this  thy  dying  sorrow,— 

Thy  pity  without  end ! 
Lord,  make  me  thine  for  ever, 

Nor  let  me  faithless  prove; 
0  let  me  never,  never 

Abuse  such  dying  love. 

3  Forbid  that  I  should  leave  thee ; 
0  Jesus,  leave  not  me; 
By  faith  I  would  receive  thee; 

'Thy  blood  can  make  me  free;    < 
When  strength  and  comfort  languish 

And  I  must  hence  depart; 
Release  me  then  from  anguish, 
By  thine  own  wounded  heart. 


GOOD    FRIDAY.  195 

257  Calvary.  C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  dear  and  hallowed  spot 
Oft  present  to  my  eye  — 
By  saints  it  ne'er  can  be  forgot  — 
That  place  is  Calvary. 

2  Oh,  what  a  scene  was  there  displayed 

Of  love  and  agony, 
When  our  Redeemer  bowed  his  head, 
And  died  on  Calvary ! 

3  When  fainting  under  guilt's  dread  load, 

Unto  the  cross  I  fly  ; 
And  trust  the  merit  of  that  blood 
Which  flowed  at  Calvary. 

4  Whene'er  I  feel  temptation's  power, 

On  Jesus  I'll  rely ; 
And,  in  the  sharp  conflicting  hour, 
Repair  to  Calvary. 


258      Looking  to  Christ  on  the  Cross.     7s, 

"VT^HEN  human  hopes  all  wither, 

V  V     And  friends  no  aid  supply ; 
Then  whither,  Lord,  ah !  whither 

Can  turn  my  straining  eye  ? 
'Mid  storms  of  grief  still  rougher, 

'Midst  darker,  deadlier  shade, 
That  cross  where  thou  didst  suffer, 

On  Calv'ry  was  displayed. 


196  CHURCII    FESTIVALS. 

2  On  that  my  gaze  I  fasten, 

My  refuge  that  I  make ; 
Though  sorely  thou  mayst  chasten, 

Thou  never  canst  forsake. 
Thou  on  the  cross  didst  languish, 

Ere  glory  crowned  thy  head ; 
And  I,  through  death  and  anguish, 

Must  be  to  glory  led. 


EASTER. 
259  Morning  of  the  Resurrection.  L.  M. 

HAIL!  morning  known  among  the  blest  — 
Morning  of  hope,  and  joy,  and  love  — 
Of  heavenly  peace,  and  holy  rest, 
Pledge  of  the  endless  rest  above ! 

2  Blest  be  the  Father  of  our  Lord, 

Who,  from  the  dead,  hath  brought  his  Soi 
Hope  to  the  lost  was  then  restored, 
And  everlasting  glory  won. 

3  Scarce  morning  twilight  had  begun 

To  chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
When  Christ  arose, — unsetting  Sun, — 
The  dawn  of  joy's  eternal  day. 

4  Morcy  looked  down,  with  smiling  eye, 

When  our  Immanuel  left  the  dead: 
Faith  marked  his  bright  ascent  on  high, 
And  hope  with  gladness,  raised  her  head. 


EASTER.  197 

Descend,  0  Spirit  of  the  Lord ! 

Thy  fire  to  every  bosom  bring ; 
Then  shall  our  ardent  hearts  accord, 

And  teach  our  lips  God's  praise  to  sing. 


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260  Christ's  Resurrection.  7 

NGELS  roll'd  the  rock  away, 
Death  gave  up  its  mighty  prey ; 
See,  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  in  immortal  bloom. 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour !  angels  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise ; 
Let  the  world's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

3  Heav'n  unfolds  her  portals  wide ; 
Glorious  Hero !  through  them  ride : 
King  of  glory!  mount  the  throne  — 
Thy  great  Father's  and  thine  own. 

4  Hosts  of  heav'n,  seraphic  choirs ! 
Tune  and  sweep  your  sounding  lyres ; 
Shout,  0  earth,  in  rapt'rous  songs, 
With  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues. 


261  "The  Lord  is  risen  indeed."  S.  M. 

**rpHE  Lord  is  risen  indeed," 
X    And  are  the  tidings  true? 

Yes,  we  beheld  the  Saviour  bleed, 
And  saw  him  living  too. 

17* 


198  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

2  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed," 

Then  Justice  asks  no  more ; 
Mercy  and  Truth  are  now  agreed, 
Who  stood  oppos'd  before. 

3  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed," 

Then  is  his  work  performed ; 
The  captive  surely  now  is  freed, 
And  death,  our  foe,  disarmed. 

4  "The  Lord  is  risen  indeed," 

Attending  angels,  hear ; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heav'n,  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

5  Then  take  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each,  cheerful  cord, 
Join  all  the  bright  celestial  choirs 
To  sing;  our  risen  Lord. 


262  Christ  victorious  over  death.  7s. 

apHRIST,  the  Lord,  has  ris'n  to-day," 

\J  Sons  of  men  and  angels  say, 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high; 
Sing,  ye  heav'ns,  and  earth  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done ; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won : 
Lo!  our  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er, 
Lo!  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 


EASTER.  199 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal ; 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell. 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise ; 
Christ  has  open'd  Paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King : 
Where,  0  Death,  is  now  thy  sting  ? 
Once  he  died,  our  souls  to  save: 
"Where  thy  victory,  0  grave  ? 

5  Hail,  the  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven ! 
Praise  to  thee  by  both  be  given ! 
Thee  we  greet  triumphant  now; 
Hail,  the  Resurrection,  Thou. 


263  Easter  Sunday.  C.  M. 

THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made; 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own : 
Let  heav'n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad. 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  arose  our  glorious  Head, 

And  death's  dread  empire  fell; 
To-day,  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  its  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son; 
Help  us,  0  Lord,  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thv  throne. 


200  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

4  Blest  is  the  Lord,  who  conies  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace ; 
Who  comes,  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains, 

The  Church  on  earth  can  raise ; 
The  highest  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 


264  Easter  Morning.  C.  L.  M. 

HOAV"  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn, 
That  gilds  the  sacred  tomb, 
Where  Christ  the  crucified  was  borne, 

And  veiled  in  midnight  gloom ! 
0  weep  no  more,  the  Saviour  slain, 
The  Lord  is  ris'n,  he  lives  again. 

2  Ye  mourning  saints,  dry  every  tear 

For  your  departed  Lord, 
"Behold  the  place,  he  is  not  here!" 

The  tomb  is  all  unbarr'd : 
The  gates  of  death  were  closed  in  vain, 
The  Lord  is  risen,  he  lives  again. 

3  Now  cheerful  to  the  house  of  prayer, 

Your  early  footsteps  bend  ; 
The  Saviour  will  himself  be  there, 

Your  Advocate  and  Friend : 
Once  by  the  law,  your  hopes  were  slain, 
But  now  in  Christ,  ye  live  again. 


ASCENSION-DAY.  201 

4  How  tranquil  now  the  rising  day! 

'Tis  Jesus  still  appears, 
A  risen  Lord,  to  chase  away 

Your  unbelieving  fears : 
0  weep  no  more  your  comforts  slain, 
The  Lord  is  risen,  he  lives  again. 

5  And  when  the  shades  of  evening  fall, 

"When  life's  last  hour  draws  nigh, 
If  Jesus  shines  upon  the  soul, 

Plow  blissful  then  to  die  ! 
Since  he  hath  risen  that  once  was  slain, 
Ye  die  in  Christ  to  live  again. 


ASCEXSION  AND  WHITSUNTIDE 

265  Ascension  of  Christ.  7s. 

HAIL  the  day  that  sees  him  rise 
Glorious  to  his  native  skies ! 
Christ,  a  while  to  mortals  given, 
Enters  now  the  gates  of  heaven. 

2  There  the  glorious  triumph  waits ; 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ! 
Christ  hath  vanquished  death  and  sin ; 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

3  See,  the  heaven  its  Lord  receives  I 
Y^et  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves: 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
'6x.\\\  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 


202  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

4  Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 

His  prevailing  death  he  pleads, 
Near  himself  prepares  our  place, 
Great  Forerunner  of  our  race. 

5  What  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
Far  above  yon  starry  height; 
Thither  our  affections  rise, 
Following  him  beyond  the  skies. 


266  Christ's  exaltation.  C.  M. 

MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthron'd 
Upon  the  Saviour's  brow ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 

Among  the  sons  of  men ; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 
Who  fill  the  heav'nly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plung'd  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief: 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have  ; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 


ASCENSION-DAY.  203 

To  heav'n,  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet, 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God 

And  makes  my  joys  complete. 


267  J°y  at  Chris's  Ascension.  C.  M. 

ARISE,  ye  children,  and  adore; 
Exulting  strike  the  chord: 
Let  all  the  earth  from  shore  to  shore, 
Confess  the  Almighty  Lord. 

2  Glad  shouts  aloud,  wide  echoing  round, 

Th'  ascending  God  proclaim, 
Th'  angelic  choir  respond  the  sound, 
And  shake  creation's  frame. 

3  They  sing  of  death  and  hell  o'erthrown 

In  that  triumphant  hour ; 
And  God  exalts  his  conqu'ring  Son 
To  his  right  hand  of  power. 

4  Oh,  shout,  ye  people,  and  adore; 

Exulting  strike  the  chord ; 
Lot  all  the  earth  from  shore  to  shore, 
Confess  th'  Almighty  Lord ! 


268  Christ  exalted.  L.  M. 

"Vj"0"W  let  us  raise  our  cheerful  strains, 
_L\    And  join  the  blissful  choir  above; 
There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  there  they  sing  his  wondrous  love. 


204  CHURCH    FESTIVALS. 

2  Jesus,  who  once  upon  the  tree 

In  agonizing  pains  expir'd, 
To  save  us  rebels,  —  yes,  'tis  he ! 

How  bright,  how  lovely,  how  admir'd ! 

3  Jesus,  who  died  that  we  might  live, 

Died  in  tne  wretched  traitor's  place, 
0  what  returns  can  mortals  give 
For  such  immeasurable  grace  ! 

4  Were  universal  nature  ours, 

And  art  with  all  her  boasted  store ; 

Nature  and  art,  with  all  their  pow'rs, 

Would  still  confess  the  off'rer  poor. 

5  Yet,  though  for  bounty  so  divine 

We  ne'er  can  equal  honors  raise, 
Jesus,  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine, 
And  all  our  tongues  proclaim  thy  praise. 


269  Whitsunday.  L.  M. 

(1  REAT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
X  When  the  belov'd  disciples  met; 
While  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  came, 
And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 

2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave ! 
And  pow'r  to  give,  and  pow'r  to  save, 
Fumish'd  their  tongues  with  wondrous  words, 
Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 


WHITSUNTIDE.  205 

3  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Are  by  these  heav'nly  arras  subdued ; 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss 

And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 

4  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  all  shall  feel  thy  saving  pow'r, 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  confess 
The  beauty  of  thy  holiness. 


270  For  the  Spirit.  C.  M. 

OPIRIT  of  truth,  on  this  thy  day, 
O  To  thee  for  help  we  cry, 
To  guide  us  through  the  weary  -way 
Of  dark  mortality. 

2  We  ask  not,  Lord,  the  cloven  flame, 

Or  tongues  of  various  tone  ; 
But  long  thy  praises  to  proclaim, 
With  fervor  in  our  own. 

3  We  mourn  not  that  prophetic  skill 

Is  found  on  earth  no  more : 

Enough  for  us  to  trace  thy  will 

In  Scripture's  sacred  lore. 

4  When  tongues  shall  cease,  and  pow'r  decay, 

And  knowledge  empty  prove, 
Do  thou  thy  trembling  servants  stay 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 
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206  CHURCH   FESTIVALS. 


THE  REFORMATION. 
271  Safety  of  the  Church.  S.  M. 

("1  RE  AT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
X  And  let  his  praise  be  great: 
He  makes  the  church  his  own  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  In  Zion  God  is  known, 

A  refuge  in  distress ; 
How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone 
Through  all  her  palaces ! 

3  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

4  In  every  new  distress      • 

We'll  to  his  house  repair; 
We'll  call  to  mind  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 


272  0ur  Fathers'  Faith.       L.  M.,  6  lines. 

FAITH  of  our  Fathers !  living  still, 
In  spite  of  dungeon,  fire,  and  sword ; 
Oh  how  our  hearts  beat  high  with  joy, 

Whene'er  we  hear  that  glorious  word  ; 
Faith  of  our  Fathers  !  Holy  Faith  ! 
We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death! 


THE    REFORMATION.  207 

2  Our  Fathers,  chained  in  prisons  dark, 

Were  still  in  heart  and  conscience  free : 
How  sweet  will  be  their  children's  fate, 

If  they,  like  them,  shall  die  for  thee ! 
Faith  of  our  Fathers  !  Holy  Faith  ! 
We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death ! 

3  Faith  of  our  Fathers !  we  will  love 

Both  friend  and  foe  in  all  our  strife ; 
And  preach  thee  too,  as  love  knows  how, 

By  kindly  words  and  virtuous  life. 
Faith  of  our  Fathers  !  Holy  Faith  ! 
"We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death  1 


273  Prayer  for  Divine  help.        8s,  7s,  4s. 

SAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation, 
Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ; 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again. 
Lord,  revive  us ; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Surely,  once  thy  garden  flourished, 

Ev'ry  part  look'd  gay  and  green: 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd, — 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen ! 
Lord,  etc. 

3  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see ; 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, — 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 
Lord,  etc. 


208  CHURCII    FESTIVALS. 

4  Some  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 

We  shall  meet  no  more  below; 
Some,  alas!  we  fear  are  blighted, 
Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show. 
Lord,  etc. 

5  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again  ! 
0!  permit  them  not  to  wither. 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain. 
Lord,  etc. 

6  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 
Lord,  etc. 


274         We  wont  give  up  the  Bible.     7s,  6s,  8s, 


W 


"E  wont  give  up  the  Bible, 
God's  holy  book  of  truth, 
The  blessed  staff  of  hoary  age, 

The  guide  of  early  youth : 
The  lamp  that  sheds  a  glorious  light 

On,  else,  a  dreary  road ! 
The  voice  that  speaks  the  Saviour's  love, 
And  leads  us  home  to  God. 

2  We  wont  give  up  the  Bible; 
But  could  you  force  away 
What  is  as  our  own  life-blood  dear, 
We  still  with  joy  could  say: 


THE    REFORMATION.  209 

"  The  words  which  we  have  learn'd  while  young 

We'll  follow  all  our  days, 
For  they're  engraven  on  our  hearts,   ■ 

And  ye  cannot  erase.;; 

We  wont  give  up  the  Bible: 

We'll  shout  it  far  and  wide, 
Until  the  echo  shall  be  heard 

Beyond  the  rolling  tide ! 
Till  all  shall  know  that  we,  though  young, 

Withstand  each  treacherous  art ; 
And  that  from  God's  own  sacred  word 

We'll  never,  never  part ! 


275  Triumph  of  the  Gospel.  S.  M. 

0LORD,  our  God,  arise, 
The  cause  of  truth  maintain, 
And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
Extend  her  blessed  reign. 

2  Thou  Prince  of  life,  arise, 

Nor  let  thy  glory  cease ; 
Far  spread  the  conquests  of  thy  grace, 
And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 

3  0  Holy  Spirit,  rise, 

Expand  thy  heav'nly  wing, 
And  o'er  a  dark  and  ruin'd  world 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 
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210  PARTICULAR   OCCASIONS. 

4  0  all  ye  nations,  rise, 

To  God  the  Saviour  sing ; 
From  shore  to  shore,  from  earth  to  heav'n, 
Let  echoing  anthems  ring. 


PARTICULAR  OCCASIONS 


THE    SEASONS. 
276         The  Seasons  ordered  by  God.  L.  M. 

&KEAT  God,  at  whose  all-pow'rful  call 
At  first  arose  this  beauteous  frame ! 
By  thee  the  seasons  change,  and  all 
The  changing  seasons  speak  thy  name. 

2  Thy  bounty  bids  the  infant  year, 

From  -winter  storms  recover'd,  rise; 
"When  thousand  grateful  scenes  appear, 
Fresh  op'ning  to  our  wond'ring  eyes. 

3  0  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 

The  earth  in  vernal  beauty  drest ! 
While  in  each  herb,  and  flow'r,  and  tree, 
Thy  blooming  glories  shine  confest ! 


THE    SEASON'S.  211 

4  Aloft,  full  beaming,  reins  the  sun, 

And  light  and  genial  heat  conveys ; 
And,  while  he  leads  the  seasons  on, 
From  thee  derives  his  quick'ning  rays. 

5  Indulgent  God !  from  ev'ry  part 

Thy  plenteous  blessings  largely  flow ; 
We  see,  we  taste  ;  —  let  ev'ry  heart 
With  grateful  love  and  duty  glow. 


277  Spared  to  greet  the  Spring.  S.  M. 

^ PARED  to  another  Spring, 

We  raise  our  grateful  songs ; 
'Tis  pleasant,  Lord,  thy  praise  to  sing, 
For  praise  to  thee  belongs. 


S1 


2  The  fields  on  every  side, 

The  trees  on  every  hill, 
The  glorious  sun,  the  rolling  tide, 
Proclaim  thy  wondrous  skill. 

3  But  trees,  and  fields,  and  skies, 

Still  praise  a  God  unknown ; 
For  gratitude  and  love  can  rise 
From  living  hearts  alone. 

4  While  earth  itself  decays, 

Our  souls  can  never  die : 
Oh  tune  them,  Lord,  to  hymn  thy  praise 
In  better  songs  on  high. 


212  PARTICULAR    OCCASIONS. 

278  -^  Morning  in  Spring.  8s. 

HOW  beauteous  the  morniug  appears, 
The  woodlands  their  songs  have  begun, 
The  dew-drops,  like  penitent  tears, 
Are  bright  in  the  beams  of  the  sun. 

2  The  landscape  is  verdant  and  gay, 

The  meadows  in  richness  are  clad, 
The  flocks  and  the  herds  are  at  play, 
'  The  heart  of  the  peasant  is  glad. 

3  How  gently  the  waterfall  pours ! 

How  softly  the  breezes  arise ! 
How  fragrant  the  beautiful  flowers 
Which  Spring  in  her  bounty  supplies ! 

4  All  nature  is  smiling  in  peace. 

The  goodness  of  God  she  displays, 
As  mercies  around  us  increase. 

Let's  join  in  the  anthems  of  praise. 


279  Summer  —  a  harvest  hymn.  CM. 

TO  praise  the  ever-bounteous  Lord, 
My  soul,  wake  all  thy  pow'rs : 
He  calls,  and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours. 

2  His  cov'nant  with  the  earth  he  keeps  ; 
My  tongue,  his  goodness  sing ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
His  harvest  crowns  fbe  spring. 


TOE    SEASONS.  213 

3  Well  pleas'd,  the  toiling  swains  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop: 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness : 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams 
The  rip'ning  harvest  bless. 

5  Then,  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop: 

The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sown  in  hope. 


280  -4  harvest  hymn.  C.  M. 

TT'OUNTAIN  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
_L    How  rich  thy  bounties  are ! 
The  rolling  seasons,  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 

2  When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain, 
Thy  goodness  mark'd  its  secret  birth 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord,  was  thine, 

The  plants  in  beauty  grew: 
Thou  mad'st  refulgent  suns  to  shine, 
And  gav'st  refreshing  dew. 


214  PARTICULAR   OCCASIONS. 

4  These  various  mercies  from  above 

Matur'd  the  swelling  grain ; 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love, 
And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

5  We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails: 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 
Summer  nor  winter,  fails. 


281  Autumn.  8s,  7s. 

SEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 
Dry  and  withered  to  the  ground ; 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 

In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound, 
"Hear  the  lessons  we  are  reading, 

Mark  the  awful  truth  they  tell, 
Sons  of  Adam  once  in  Eden, 
Where,  like  us,  he  blighted  fell. 

2  "Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 

Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 
What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace  ? 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you ; 

Summer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

3  "Cease  presumptuous  hopes  to  cherish, 

Prize  the  seasons  as  they  fly ; 
Like  the  leaves  you  rise  and  flourish, 
Like  the  leaves  must  droop  and  die. 


THE   SEASONS.  215 

But  to  those  in  Jesus  planted, 

By  a  true  and  living  faith, 
Shall  unfading  spring  be  granted, 

And  a  triumph  over  death." 


282  Winter.  C.  M. 

STERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 
Encircling  nature  round ; 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crowned ! 

2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 

And  light  and  warmth  depart ; 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns, 

In  night's  dark  mantle  clad ; 
Confined  in  cold,  inactive  chains  — 
How  desolate  and  sad! 

4  Return,  0  blissful  Sun,  and  bring 

Thy  soul-reviving  ray; 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  day. 


283  Winter.  C.  M. 

SEE,  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand 
Has  stripped  the  verdant  ground! 
But  spring  will  soon  his  rage  withstand, 
And  spread  new  beauties  round. 


216  PARTICULAR    OCCASIONS. 

2  My  soul  a  sharper  winter  mourns, 

And  fruitless  I  remain ; 
When  will  the  gentle  spring  return, 
The  graces  grow  again? 

3  Jesus,  my  glorious  Sun,  arise, 

This  frozen  heart  remove ; 
0  hush  these  storms,  and  clear  my  skies, 
And  let  me  feel  thy  love. 


284  Jesus  seen  in  the  Seasons.  7s. 

~\T WINTER  has^  a  joy  for  me, 

\  V    While  the  Saviour's  charms  I  read, 
Lowly,  meek,  from  blemish  free, 
In  the  snow-drop's  pensive  head. 

2  Spring  returns,  and  brings  along 

Life-invigorating  suns : 
Hark !  the  turtle's  plaintive  song 
Seems  to  speak  his  dying  groans ! 

3  Summer  has  a  thousand  charms 

All  expressive  of  his  worth ; 
'Tis  his  sun  that  lights  and  warms 
His  the  air  that  cools  the  earth. 

4  What,  has  autumn  left  to  say 

Nothing  of  a  Saviour's  grace? 
Yes.  the  beams  of  milder  day 
Tell  me  of  his  smiling  face. 


MORMM.     AM'     FVF.NIXC.  217 

5    Light   Bppean   with   early  dawn, 

W 1 1 i  1  * •  the  sun  makes  haste  to  rise; 

hi*  bleeding  beauties  dawn 
On  the  blushes  of  the  Bkies. 

t\  Evening  with  ■  ■lent  | 

Slowly  moving  in  the  west, 
Show*  an  emblem  of  his  grace, 
Points  to  an  eternal  rest. 


MORNING    AND   EVENING 

285  C,  M. 

Morning  prayer  for  Divine  protection. 

TO  thee,  h't  my  first  offerings  rise, 
Whose  sun  creates  my  day; 
Swift  as  the  glad'ning  inllucnce  flies, 
And  spotless  as  bis  ray. 

i!    This  day  thy  faVring  hand  be  nigh, 
So  on  vouchsaf'd  before ! 

Still  may  it  load,   protect,   ripply, 
And    I   that   hand   adore. 

3  If  bliss  thy  Providence  impart, 
For  whioh,  resign'd,  I  pray, 
<rivc  me  t«»  feel  the  grateful  In'art 
That,  without  guilt,  ifl  gay. 
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218  PARTICULAR    OCCASIONS. 

4  Affliction  shouldst  thou  please  to  send 

As  sin's  or  folly's  cure, 
Patient,  to  gain  that  blessed  end, 
May  I  the  means  endure. 

5  Be  this  and  ev'ry  future  day 

Still  wiser  than  the  past; 

And  when  I  all  my  life  survey 

May  grace  sustain  at  last. 


286  Morning  prayer.  7s. 

"VTOW  the  shades  of  night  are  gone, 
J_M    Now  the  morning  light  is  come  ; 
Lord,  may  I  be  thine  to-day  — 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Fill  my  soul  with  heav'nly  light, 
Banish  doubt  and  cleanse  my  sight, 
In  thy  service,  Lord,  to-day, 

Help  me  labor,  help  me  pray. 

3  Keep  my  haughty  passions  bound ; 
Save  me  from  my  foes  around  ; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 

Keep  me  safe  from  ev'ry  sin. 

4  When  my  work  of  life  is  past, 
0 !  receive  me  then  at  last ! 
Night  of  sin  will  be  no  more, 
When  I  reafch  the  heav'nly  shore. 


MORNING   AND   EVENING.  219 

287  Morning  and  eternal  day.  L.  M. 

IN  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 
I  safely  pass'd  the  silent  night; 
Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade, 
I  drink  again  the  morning  light. 

2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour, 

Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be  : 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  pow'r, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God !  to  thee. 

3  0  guide  me  through  the  various  maze 

My  doubtful  feet  are  doom'd  to  tread  ; 
And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze 
Where  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4  A  deeper  shade  shall  soon  impend, 

A  deeper  sleep  my  eyes  oppress ; 
Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend, 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away, 

That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  mine  eyes ; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day ; 
Thy  love,  the  raptures  of  the  skies. 


288  Evening  —  Solitude.  C.  M. 

I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  every  cumb'ring  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 


220  PARTICULAR    OCCASIONS. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore,  — 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  Him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 


289  Evening  prayer.  C.  M. 

0LORD,  another  day  is  flown, 
And  we,  a  lonely  band, 
Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fost'ring  hand. 

2  And  wilt  thou  lend  a  list'ning  ear 
To  praises  low  as  ours  ? 
Thou  wilt!  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 


MORNING    AND    EVENING.  221 

3  And,  Jesus,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign, 

As  Ave  before  thee  pray ; 
For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train 
As  we're  no  less  than  they. 

4  0  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part, 

And  let  contention  cease; 
And  shed  abroad  in  ev'ry  heart 
Thine  everlasting  peace. 


290  Evening  Hymn.  7s. 

kMNIPRBSENT  God,  whose  aid 
No  one  ever  ask'd  in  vain, 
Be  this  night  about  my  bed, 
Ev'ry  evil  thought  restrain. 


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2  Lay  thy  hand  upon  my  soul, 

God  of  mine  unguarded  hours ! 
All  mine  enemies  control, 
Hell,  and  earth,  and  nature's  pow'rs  ! 

3  Loose  me  from  the  chains  of  sense, 

Set  me  from  the  body  free: 
Draw  with  stronger  influence 
My  unfetter'd  soul  to  thee. 

4  In  me,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 

Fill  me  with  a  sweet  surprise  ; 
Let  me  thee,  when  waking,  feel ; 

Lai  me  in  thine  image  rise, 
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222  PARTICULAR     OCCASIONS. 


291  Thoughts  vpon  retiring.  S.  M. 

THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  ev'ning  shades  appear; 
0  may  I  ever  keep  in  mind 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  I  lay  my  garments  by, 

Upon  my  bed  to  rest; 
So  death  will  soon  remove  me  hence 
And  leave  my  soul  undrest. 

3  Lord,  keep  me  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  my  fears; 
May  angels  guard  me  while  I  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  I  early  rise, 

To  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  I  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run: 

5  That  when  my  days  are  past, 

And  I  from  time  remove, 
Lord,  I  may  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 


SICKNESS    AND    AFFLICTION.  223 


SICKNESS  AND  AFFLICTION. 

292  Teacher's  Illness.  L.  M. 

OTHOU,  before  whose  gracious  throne 
We  bow  our  suppliant  spirits  down. 
Regard  our  simple  earnest  prayer, 
And  make  our  teacher  now  thy  care. 

'    Preserve  thy  servant  from  the  grave, 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  0  Lord,  to  save ! 
Back  to  our  hopes  and  wishes  give 
Our  teacher,  Lord,  and  bid  him  live. 

3  Yet  if  our  supplications  fail, 

And  prayers  and  tears  cannot  prevail, 
Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay, 
Support  him  through  the  narrow  way. 

4  Around  him  may  thy  angels  stand, 
To  bear  him  to  a  better  land ; 

To  teach  his  happy  soul  to  rise, 
And  waft  him  to  the  upper  skies. 


293  Recovery  from  Sickness.  C.  M. 

I  THANK  the  Lord  who  lives  on  high, 
Who  heard  an  infant  pray; 
And  healed  me  that  I  should  not  die, 
And  took  my  pains  away. 

2  0  let  me  love  and  serve  thee,  too, 
As  long  as  I  shall  live; 
And  every  evil  thing  I  do, 
For  Jesus'  sake  forgive. 


PARTICULAR    OCCASIONS. 


294  Sick-bed  Devotion.  C.  M. 

C\  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
\JT  Behold  the  pains  I  feel ; 
But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne 
Nor  dare  dispute  thy  will. 

2  Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord, 

They  come  at  thy  command ; 

I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word 

Against  thy  chast'ning  hand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  cries, 

Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes ; 
My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies 
Through  thy  repeated  strokes. 

4  Crush'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

"We  moulder  to  the  dust; 
Our  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne'er  withstand, 
And  all  our  beauty's  lost. 

5  I'm  a  sojourner  here  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were ; 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go 
When  I  the  summons  hear. 

6  But  if  my  life  be  spar'd  awhile 

Before  my  last  remove, 
Thy  praise  shall  be  my  bus'ness  still, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 


SICKNESS    AND    AFFLICTION'.  225 


295  llipnn  for  Orphans.  C.  M. 

UGRACIOtJS  Lord,  whose  mercies  rise 
Above  our  utmost  need, 
Incline  thine  ear  unto  our  cry, 
And  hear  the  orphan  plead. 

2  Bereft  of  all  a  mother's  love 

And  all  a  father's  car*, 
Lord,  whither  shall  we  flee  for  help  ? 
To  whom  direct  our  prayer  ? 

3  To  thee  we  flee,  to  thee  we  pray, 

Thou  shalt  our  Father  be : 
More  than  the  fondest  parent's  care 
We  find,  0  Lord,  in  thee! 

4  Already  thou  hast  heard  our  cry 

And  wiped  away  our  tears : 
Thy  mercy  has  a  refuge  found 
To  guard  our  helpless  years. 


296  T,,y  win  be  done-  L-  M- 

"A  TY  God,  my  Father,  whilst  I  stray 
_3JL  Far  from  my  home,  in  life's  rough  way, 
0 !  teach  me  from  my  soul  to  say, 
Thy  will  be  done. 

2  Though  dark  my  path,  and  sad  my  lot, 
May  I  be  still  and  murmur  not, 
And  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught, 
Thy  will  be  done, 
p 


lb  PARTICULAR    OCCASIONS. 

3  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize  —  it  ne'er  was  mine, 
I  only  yield  thee  what  is  thine ; 

^hj  will  be  done. 

4  Should  pining  sickness  waste  away 
My  life  in  premature  decay, 

My  Father,  still  I'll  strive  to  say, 
Thy  will  be  done. 

5  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
All  that  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

Thy  will  be  done. 

6  Then  when  on  earth  I  breathe  no  more 
The  prayer  oft  mixed  with  tears  before, 
I'll  sing  upon  a  happier  shore, 

Thy  will  be  done. 


297  Hymn  for  the  Blind.  7s, 

A  RE  nature's  charms  all  hidden 
A  For  ever  from  my  view? 
Am  I  in  darkness  bidden 

My  journey  to  pursue? 
My  Father!  0  my  Father! 

Thy  child  can  trust  thee  still, 
And  strength  from  thee  can  gather, 

To  suffer  all  thy  will. 


SICKNESS    AND    AFFLICTION.  227 

2  Though  many  a  form  be  shrouded, 

That  once  inspired  delight, 
My  soul's  clear  eye,  unclouded, 

And  filled  with  inward  light, 
May  gaze  with  steadier  vision 

On  things  to  faith  revealed, 
And  wait  in  meek  submission 

For  all  to  be  unsealed. 

3  Loved  voices  still  can  cheer  me, 

Sweet  birds  my  ear  can  charm, 
Kind  guardians,  ever  near  me, 

Watch  to  protect  from  harm ; 
But,  Ol.the  thought  most  cheering, 

Fraught  with  delight  untold, 
Is  this,  —  at  Thine  appearing, 

Thy  face  I  shall  behold. 


298  Resi  ™  heaven.  lis. 

MY  rest  is  in  heaven,  my  rest  is  not  here, 
Then  why  should  I  murmur  when  trials  are 
near? 
Be  hush'd  my  dark  spirit,  the  worst  that  can 

come 
But  shortens  thy  journey,  and  hastens  thee  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home, — 
Receive  me,  dear  Saviour,  in  glory  at  home. 


228  PARTICULAR    OCCASIONS. 

2  It  is  not  for  me  to  be  seeking  my  bliss. 

And  building  my  hopes  in  a  region  like  this ; 
I  look  for  a  city  which  hands  have  not  piled 
I  pant  for  a  country  by  sin  undeiilctl. 

3  The  thorn  and  the  thistle  around  me  may  grow, 
I  would  not  lie  down  upon  roses  below  : 

I  ask  not  my  portion,  I  seek  not  my  rest, 

Till  I  find  it  in  Christ,  when  I  lean  on  his  breast. 


4  Afflictions  may  damp  me,  but  cannot  destroy, 
One  glimpse  of  his  love  turns  them  all  into  joy  ; 
And  the  bitterest  tears,  if  he  sniile.  but  on  them, 
Like. dew  in  the  sunshine,  turn  diamond  or  gem. 

5  Let  doubt,  then,  or  danger,  my  progress  oppose, 
They  only  make  heaven  more  sweet  at  the  close  ; 
Come  joy,  or  come  sorrow,  whate'er  may  befall, 
One  hour  with  my  God  will  make  up  for  it  all. 

6  A  scrip  on  my  back,  and  a  staff  in  my  hand, 

I  march  on  in  haste  through  an  enemy's  land ; 
The  road  may  be  rough,  but  it  cannot  be  long, 
And  I'll  smooth  it  with  hope,  and  I'll  cheer  it 
with  song. 


LIFE    AND    DEATH.  229 


LIFE   AND    DEATH. 

299  What  is  Wet  c-  L-  M- 

LORD,  what  is  life  ?     'Tis  like  a  flower 
That  blossoms  and  is  gone : 
"We  see  it  flourish  for  an  hour, 

"With  all  its  beauty  on ; 
But  death  conies  like  a  •wintry  day, 
And  cuts  the  pretty  flower  away. 

2  Lord,  what  is  life?     'Tis  like  the  bow 

That  glistens  in  the  sky: 
We  love  to  see  its  colors  glow, 

But  while  we  look  they  die : 
Life  fails  as  soon ;   to-day  'tis  here ; 
To-night,  perhaps,  'twill  disappear. 

3  Lord,  what  is  life?     If  spent  with  thee 

In  duty,  praise,  and  prayer, 
However  long  or  short  it  be, 

"We  need  but  little  care ; 
Because  eternity  will  last 
When  life,  and  even  death,  are  past. 


300  Death  °f  a  Child-  c-  M- 

LIFE  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour,  — 
How  soon  the  vapor  flies ! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  flower, 
That  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 
20 


230  LIFE    AND    DEATH. 

2  Death  spreads  his  witb/ring,  wint'ry  arms, 

And  beauty  smiles  no  more; 
Ah!  where  are  now  those  rising  charms 
"Which  pleased  our  eyes  before? 

3  That  once  loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs : 
We  weep  our  earthly  comforts  fled, 
And  wither'd  all  our  joys. 

4  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore 
Shall  rise  in  full,  immortal  prime, 
And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 


301  Frailty.  S.  M. 

THE  lilies  of  the  field, 
That  quickly  fade  away, 
May  well  to  us  a  lesson  yield, 
For  we  are  frail  as  they. 

2  Just  like  an  early  rose, 

I've  seen  an  infant  bloom : 
But  death,  perhaps,  before  it  blows, 
Will  lay  it  in  the  tomb. 

3  Then  let  us  think  on  death, 

Though  we  are  young  and  gay : 
For  God,  who  gave  our  life  and  breath 
Can  take  them  both  awav. 


LIFE    AND    DEATH.  231 


302  Death  of  a  pious  Child.  S.  M. 

WHEN  sickness,  pain,  and  death 
Come  o'er  a  godly  child, 
How  sweetly  then  departs  the  breath ! 
The  dying  pang  how  mild! 

2  It  gently  sinks  to  rest, 

As  once  it  used  to  do 
Upon  its  mother's  tender  breast, 
And  as  securely  too. 

3  The  spirit  is  not  dead, 

Though  low  the  body  lies ; 
But,  freed  from  sin  and  sorrow,  fled, 
To  dwell  beyond  the  skies. 

4  That  death  is  but  a  sleep 

Beneath  a  Saviour's  care ; 
And  he  will  surely  safely  keep 
The  body  resting  there. 


303  Funeral  of  a  young  person.  C.  M. 

TT7HEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 
VV     By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 
0  may  this  truth,  imprest 
With  awful  pow'r,  —  "I  too  must  die!" — 
Sink  deep  in  ev'ry  breast. 


LIFE    AND    DEATH. 


3  Let  this  vain  world  delude  no  more ; 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour, 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 

May  ev'ry  heart  obey ; 
Nor  be  the  hea'vnly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

5  0,  let  us  fly  —  to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  pow'rful  arm  can  save: 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 


304  Interment  of  a  pious  girl.  8s,  7a 

OISTER,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 
O  Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze, 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  ev'ning, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber  — 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low: 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number; 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 

3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us ; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel : 
But  'tis  God  that  hath  bereft  us ; 
He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 


LIFE    AND    DEATH.  233 

Yet  again  vre  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  is  fled, 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 

Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 


305  Sleeping  in  Jesus.  L.  3VI. 

ASLEEP  in  Jesus !  blessed  sleep ! 
From  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  dread  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  0  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 

That  death  has  lost  his  cruel  sting. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !   peaceful  rest ! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  woe  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !    0  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be ; 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
Waiting  the  summons  from  on  high. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus!    far  from  thee 
Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be; 
But  there  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep. 

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LIFE    AND    DEATH. 


306  Improving  time.  L.  M. 

rPHAT  awful  hour  will  soon  appear, 
_L    Swift  on  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 
When  all  that  pains  or  pleases  here 
Will  vanish  from  my  closing  eyes. 

2  Death  calls  my  friends,  my  neighbors  hence, 

And  none  resist  the  fatal  dart; 
Continual  warnings  strike  my  sense, 
And  shall  they  fail  to  strike  my  heart? 

3  Think,  0  my  soul !  how  much  depends 

On  the  short  period  of  to-day: 
Shall  time,  which  heav'n  in  mercy  lends, 
Be  negligently  thrown  away? 

4  Thy  wasting  minutes  strive  to  use ; 

Awake,  rouse   ev'ry  active  pow'r ; 
And  not  in  dreams  and  trifles  lose 
This  little,  this  important  hour ! 

5  Lord  of  my  life,  inspire  my  heart 

With  heav'n ly  ardor,  grace  divine  ; 
Nor  let  thy  presence  e'er  depart, 

For  strength  and  life  and  death  are  thine. 

6  0  teach  me  some  celestial  skill, 

Each  awful  warning  to  improve  ; 
And,  while  my  days  are  short'ning  still, 
Prepare  me  for  the  joys  above. 

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LIFE    AND    DEATH.  235 

307  Death  of  the  Young.  L.  M. 

THERE  is  an  hour  when  I  must  die, 
Nor  do  I  know  how  soon  'twill  come ; 
A  thousand  children,  young  as  I, 
Are  called  by  death  to  hear  their  doom. 

2  Let  me  improve  the  hours  I  have, 
Before  the  day  of  grace  is  fled : 
There's  no  repentance  in  the  grave, 
Nor  pardon  offered  to  the  dead. 

3  Just  as  a  tree  cut  down,  that  fell 
To  north  or  southward,  there  it  lies ; 
So  man  departs  to  heaven  or  hell, 
Fixed  in  the  state  wherein  he  dies. 


308  The  ni8ht  cometh.  L.  M. 

AWAKE,  awake,  my  sluggish  soul, 
Awake  and  view  thy  setting  sun ; 
See  how  the  shades  of  death  advance, 
Ere  half  the  task  of  life  is  done. 

2  Death! — 'tis  an  awful,  solemn  sound; 

Oh  !  let  it  wake  the  slumb'ring  ear ! 
Apace  the  dreadful  conqu'ror  comes, 
"With  all  his  pale  companions  near. 

3  Thv  drowsy  eyes  will  soon  be  clos'd — 

These  friendly  warnings  heard  no  more; 
Soon  will  the  mighty  Judge  approach  ; 
E'en  now  he  stands  before  the  door. 


LIFE    AND    DEATH. 


4  To-day  attend  his  gracious  voice; 
This  the  summons  that  he  sends : 
"Awake, — for  on  this  transient  hour 
Thy  long  eternity  depends." 


309  The  Teacher's  voice  hushed.  L.  M. 

THE  voice  is  hush'd — the  gentle  voice 
That  told  us  of  a  Saviour's  love ; 
And  made  our  youthful  hearts  rejoice, 
In  hope  of  heaven,  our  home  above. 

2  The  eye  is  dim,  the  loving  eye, 

That  beamed  so  fondly  on  us  here; 
Seal'd  up  in  death,  the  anxious  sigh 
No  more  bedews  it  with  a  tear ! 

3  But  in  the  land  beyond  the  grave, 

That  voice  will  swell  in  rapturous  tone, 
The  song  to  him  who  died  to  save, 
And  bring  the  weary  traveller  home. 

4  That  eye,  with  holy  radiance  bright, 

Shall  kindle  like  the  stars  of  even; 
Like  them  shall  pierce  the  shades  of  night, 
And  sweetly  shine  on  us  from  heaven. 

5  That  brow  shall  wear  its  glitt'ring  crown, 

When  sun  and  stars  no  more  shall  shine 
When  death  shall  lay  his  sceptre  down  — 
The  grave  her  empire  shall  resign. 


LITE    AND    DEATH.  237 

6  Then  let  us  weep  as  Jesus  wept ; 

Hallow'd  by  love  each  gentle  sigh ; 

Siuce  in  the  grave  our  Saviour  slept. 

The  Christian  need  not  fear  to  die. 


310  Death  of  a  pious  Scholar.        8s,  7s,  4s. 

YY^~HERE  we  oft  have  met  in  gladness, 
VV     On  the  holy  Sabbath-day, 
Slowly  now  with  tearful  sadness, 
Each  pursues  his  lonely  way, 

Tears  are  falling  — 
On  this  holy  Sabbath-day. 

2  One  we  loved  has  left  our  number 

For  the  dark  and  silent  tomb; 
Closed  his  eyes  in  dreamless  slumber  — 
Faded  in  his  early  bloom : 

Hear  us,  Saviour, — 
Thou  hast  blest  the  lonely  tomb. 

3  Through  its  dark  and  narrow  portal 

Once  they  bore  thee  to  thy  rest ; 
There  a  ray  of  light  immortal, 
Like  a  sunbeam  from  the  west. 

Burst  the  shadows  — 
And  the  grave  thenceforth  was  blest. 

4  By  the  light  that  thus  was  given 

To  the  darkness  of  the  tomb — 
By  the  blessed  light  of  heaven, 
Gilding  scenes  of  earthly  gloom, — 

Star  of  gladness, 
All  our  night  with  joy  illume 


238  LIFE    AND    DEATH. 

5  From  our  circle,  little  brother, 
Early  hast  thou  passed  away! 
But  the  angels  say, — Another 
Joins  our  holy  song  to-day! 

Weep  no  longer — 
Join  with  them  the  sacred  lay. 


311  Anticipations  of  Eternity.  S.  M. 

AND  am  I  born  to  die? 
To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
And  must  my  trembling  spirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown? 

2  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 

"What  will  become  of  me? 
Eternal  happiness  or  woe 
Must  then  my  portion  be ! 

3  Wak'd  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  my  grave  must  rise, 
And  see  the  Judge  with  glory  crown'd, 
And  see  the  flaming  skies. 

4  How  shall  I  leave  my  tomb  ? 

With  triumph  or  regret? 
A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 
A  curse  or  blessing  meet  ? 

5  0  thou  that  wouldst  not  have 

One  wretched  sinner  die, 
Who  died'st  thyself,  my  soul  to  save 
From  endless  misery. 


LIFE    AND    DEATH.  239 

Show  me  the  way  to  shun 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe, 
That  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne 

I  may  with  joy  appear. 


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312  Peaceful  Death.  S.  M. 

FOR  the  death  of  those 
Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ; 
0  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward. 

2  Their  bodies  in  the  ground, 

In  silent  hope  may  lie, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
Shall  call  them  to  the  sky. 

3  Their  ransomed  spirit  soar, 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 

To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 

And  reign  with  him  above. 

4  With  us  their  names  shall  live 

Through  long  succeeding  years, 
Embalmed  with  all  our  hearts  can  give, 
Our  praises  and  our  tears. 

5  0  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord: 

0  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 

Like  theirs  my  last  reward. 


240  THE   RESURRECTIOX. 


THE   RESURRECTION. 

313  Resurrection  from  the  grave.  L.  M. 

SHALL  man,  0  God  of  light  and  life, 
For  ever  moulder  in  the  grave? 
Canst  thou  forget  thy  glorious  work, 
Thy  promise  and  thy  pow'r  to  save? 

2  Shall  life  revisit  dying  worms, 

And  spread  the  joyful  insect's  wing ! 
And  0,  shall  man  awake  no  more 
To  see  thy  face,  thy  name  to  sing? 

3  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain  desponding  fears ! 

When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness  sprung, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 

And  heav'n  with  praise  and  wonder  rung. 

4  Him,  the  first-fruits,  his  chosen  sons 

Shall  follow  from  the  vanquished  grave 
He  mounts  his  throne,  the  King  of  kings 
His  church  to  quicken  and  to  save. 

5  Faith  sees  the  bright,  eternal  doors 

Unfold  to  make  his  children  way ; 
They  shall  be  cloth' d  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 


THE    RESURRECTION'.  241 

6  The  trump  shall  sound,  the  dust  awake  ■ 
hrom  the  cold  tomb  the  sluinb'rers  spring- 
rhjoogh  hMVn,  with  joy  their  myriads  ris&e,' 
And  hail  their  Saviour  and  their  King. 


314  Longing  for  the  resurrection.         L.  M. 

TTO    I'll  repine  at  death  no  more ; 

i    .? Ut'  ^  and  cheerful,  will  resign 
lo  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave 
These  dying,  withering  limbs  of  mine. 

2  Let  worms  devour  my  wasting  flesh 

And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dust; 
My  God  shall  raise  my  frame  anew 
At  the  revival  of  the  just. 

3  Break   sacred  morning!  through  the  skies, 

And  usher  in  that  glorious  day  • 
Come  quickly,  Lord  !  cut  short  the  hours  • 
lhy  lmg'rmg  wheels,  how  long  they  stay. 

4  Haste,  then,  upon  the  wings  of  love, 

Rouse  all  the  pious  sleeping  clay  ' 
lhat  we  may  join  in  heav'nly  joys,' 
And  sing  the  triumph  of  the  day 

21  o 


242  THE   JUDGMENT. 


THE   JUDGMENT. 

315  The  Dread  Hour.  S.  M. 

A  DREAD  and  solemn  hour 
To  us  is  drawing  near; 
When  we  before  the  throne  of  God, 
All  present  shall  appear. 

2  What  answer  shall  we  give, 

When  God  himself  demands 

The  uses  of  such  times  as  these, 

In  judgment  at  our  hands? 

3  And  must  we  then  confess 

That  all  was  spent  in  vain; 
The  seasons  that  were  once  our  own, 
But  cannot  be  again? 

4  This  would  be  woe  indeed: 

To  regions  of  despair 
For  our  neglect  to  sink  us  down, 
To  mourn  for  ever  there. 


316  The  Judge  appearing.  S.  M. 

AND  will  the  Judge  descend  ? 
And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes? 


TI1E    JUDGMENT.  243 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day, 
When  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face, 
Astonished,  shrink  away! 

3  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
Hark,  from  the  gospel's  gentle  voice, 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

5  Then  let  us  seek  his  grace, 

Whose  wrath  we  cannot  bear; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 


317  The  wicked  Child  judged.  L.  If. 

HOAV  dreadful,  Lord,  will  be  the  day, 
When  all  the  tribes  of  dead  shall  rise 
And  those  who  dared  to  disobey 

Be  brought  before  thy  piercing  eyes. 

2  The  wicked  child,  who  often  heard 

I  lis  faithful  teachers  speak  of  thee, 
And  fled  from  every  serious  word, 
Shall  not  be  able  then  to  flee. 

3  No  teacher,  then,  shall  bid  him  pray 

To  him,  who  now  the  sinner  hears, 
For  Christ  himself  shall  turn  away 
And  show  no  pity  to  his  tears. 


244  ETERNITY. 

4  Great  God!  I  tremble  at  the  thought 
And  at  thy  feet  for  mercy  bend, 
That  when  to  judgment  I  am  brought, 
The  Judge  himself  may  be  my  Friend. 

318  The  Father,s  Jewels-  C.  M. 

TTTHEN  thou  shalt  make  thy  jewels  up, 

V  V     And  set  thy  starry  crown  ; 
When  all  thy  gems,  0  Lord,  shall  shine, 
Proclaim'd  by  thee  thine  own,  — 

2  May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 
Poor  sinners,  saved  by  grace, 
From  glory  unto  glory  changed, 
Behold  thee  face  to  face. 


ETERNITY. 

319  Eternity.  L.  M. 

ETERNITY  is  just  at  hand! 
And  shall  I  waste  my  ebbing  sand, 
And  careless  view  departing  day, 
And  throw  my  inch  of  time  away? 

2  But  an  eternity  there  is 

Of  endless  woe,  or  endless  bliss : 
And  swift  as  time  fulfils  its  round, 
We  to  eternity  are  bound. 


tNITT.  245 

3  What  countless  millions  <>f  mankind 

•  left  this  fleeting  world  l"-hind! 
They*  bat  where? — ah,  pause  sb 

i ,  tie  bo  a  long  eternity. 

4  Sinner!  eansl  thoa  forever  dwell 

In   nil   the  fiery  deeps  of  hell  : 

i-  death  nothing,  thou,  to  thee, 
I  toath,  and  ■  dread  eternit; 


320  The  80ul  cannot  die.  C    ftf. 

HHHK  BUB  that  lights  the  world  shall  fade, 

I    The  stars  shall  pan  away; 
I  1.  a  child  immortal  made, 
Shall  witness  their  decay. 

I  shall  live  when  they  an-  dead, 
brighi  they  shine  ; 
When  t-arth  and  all  it  holds  has  fled, 
rnity  is  mine. 

nerer,  never  die, 
While  <i'>'l  him-. -If  remains; 
Bat  I  mast  1  i \  •  •  in  heaven  on  high, 
Or  where  deep  daifaMai  reigns. 

;   i    heaven  and  hell  ■•*< 

To  Chri-r.   < )  lot  me  A 
Mil   be   hard   fnr  ono  sh 
What   mosl  roRF.vER  be? 
21* 


246  ETERNITY. 

321  The  New  Jerusalem.  C.  M. 

JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
J    Name  ever  dear  to  me! 
When  shall  my  labors  hare  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee? 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold? 
Thy  bulwarks,  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold? 

3  0  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  have  no  end? 

4  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know: 
Blest  seats,  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes, 
I  onward  press  to  you. 


322  My  Father's  house.  C.  M.  D. 

THERE  is  a  place  of  sacred  rest, 
Far,  far  beyond  the  skies, 
Where  beauty  smiles  eternally, 
And  pleasure  never  dies ;  — 
My  Father's  house,  my  heavenly  home 

Where  "many  mansions"  stand, 
Prepar'd,  by  hands  divine,  for  all 
Who  seek  the  better  land. 


ETERNITY.  247 

2  When  toss'd  upon  the  waves  of  life, 

"With  fear  on  every  side, — 
When  fiercely  howls  the  gathering  storm, 

And  foams  the  angry  tide, — 
Beyond  the  storm,  beyond  the  gloom, 

Breaks  forth  the  light  of  morn, 
Bright  beaming  from  my  Father's  house 

To  cheer  the  soul  forlorn. 

3  Yes,  even  at  that  fearful  hour, 

When  death  shall  seize  his  prey, 
And  from  the  place  that  knows  us  now, 

Shall  hurry  us  away, — 
The  vision  of  that  heavenly  home 

Shall  cheer  the  parting  soul, 
And  o'er  it,  mounting  to  the  skies, 

A  tide  of  rapture  roll. 

4  In  that  pure  home  of  tearless  joy, 

Earth's  parted  friends  shall  meet, 
With  smiles  of  love  that  never  fade, 

And  blessedness  complete : 
There,  there  adieus  are  sounds  unknown ; 

Death  frowns  not  on  that  scene, 
But  life,  and  glorious  beauty,  shine, 

Untroubled  and  serene. 


323  The  Young  in  Heaven.  C.  M. 

TT^HAT  souls  are  those  that  venture  near 
VV     The  throne  of  God  to  see? 
Ten  thousand  happ}7  ones,  who  here 
Were  children  such  as  we! 


248  ETERNITV. 

2  Their  sins  the  Saviour  wasli'd  away  — 

He  made  them  white  and  clean  ; 
They  loved  his  Word,  they  loved  his  day, 
They  loved  him  though  unseen. 

3  Now  under  many  a  grassy  mound 

Their  youthful  bodies  rest, 
But  safe  their  happy  souls  are  found 
Upon  their  Saviour's  breast. 

4  O  may  we  travel,  as  they  trod, 

The  path  that  leads  to  heaven, 
And  seek  forgiveness  from  that  God 
"Who  hath  their  sins  forgiven. 

5  Dear  Saviour !  hear  our  humble  cry, 

And  our  young  hearts  renew; 
Then  raise  our  ransom'd  souls  on  high, 
That  we  may  see  thee  too. 


324  The  heavenly  Canaan.  C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never-withering  flowers ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 


ETERNITY.  249 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

"While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea  ; 
And  linger,  trembling,  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes  ;  — 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 


325  Death  temporal  and  eternal.  S.  M. 

WHERE  shall  rest  be  found, 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 


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2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh: 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 


250  ETERNITY* 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Umneasur'd  by  the  flight  of  years— 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath: 
0  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death ! 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace ! 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun:  — 
Lest  we  be  driven  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 

6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest — 

Alone  are  found  in  thee 
The  life  of  perfect  love — the  rest 
Of  immortality. 


326  The  Land  °f  ResL  c-  p  M- 

THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
To  mourning  wand'rers  given; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distress'd, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, — 
'Tis  found  above  —  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls 
By  sin  and  sorrow  driven, 
When  toss'd  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 
And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 


ETERNITY.  251 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye 

To  brighter  prospects  given ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given: 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom  — 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 


327  Heaven.  C.  M. 

ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  0  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields,  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  On  all  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day ; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

4  No  chilling  winds,  nor  poisonous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore? 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 


252  ETERNITY. 

5  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
And  be  for  ever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 


328  Children  in  Heaven.  L.  M. 

HAPPY  the  children  who  are  gone 
To  live  with  Jesus  Christ  in  peace  ! 
Who  stand  around  his  glorious  throne, 
Redeem'd  by  blood,  and  sav'd  by  grace. 

2  The  Saviour,  whom  they  lov'd  below, 

Hath  kindly  wiped  their  tears  away  ; 
No  sin,  no  sorrow  there  they  know, 
But  bask  in  one  eternal  day. 

3  Now  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing, 

While  tens  of  thousands  join  the  songs, 
Hosanna  to  th'  immortal  King, 

To  whom  immortal  praise  belong!  ! 

4  Most  gracious  Lord !  0  may  we  be 

All  brought  with  them  in  bliss  to  join  : 
Thy  sacred  countenance  to  see, 
And  sing  thy  mercies  all  divine ! 

329  Joyful  anticipation  of  Heaven.         C.  M 

TX7HEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear, 
\  V     To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 


253 


ETERNITY. 

2  Should  earth  against  niy  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage,     . 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall : 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

330  Hope  of  Heaven.  7s,  6s. 

RISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
Thy  better  portion  trace ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things 

Toward  heaven,  thy  native  place ; 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay, 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun, 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source ; 
So  the  soul  that's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

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254  ETERNITY. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mouru 

Press  onward  to  the  prize : 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies. 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given ; 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 


331         Reunion  of  the  good  in  heaven.         C.  M. 

BLEST  hour,   when  virtuous  friends  shall 
meet, 
Their  early  sorrows  o'er ; 
And  with  celestial  welcome  greet, 
On  an  immortal  shore. 

2  The  parent  finds  his  long-lost  child ; 

Brothers  on  brothers  gaze : 
The  tear  of  resignation  mild 
Is  chang'd  to  joy  and  praise. 

3  Each  tender  tie,  dissolv'd  with  pain, 

With  endless  bliss  is  crown;d: 
All  that  was  dead  revives  again, 
All  that  was  lost  is  found. 

4  And  while  remembrance,  ling'ring  still, 

Draws  joy  from  sorrowing  hours, 
New  prospects  rise,  new  pleasures  fill 
The  soul's  expanding  pow'rs. 


ETERNITY.  25{ 

5  Congenial  minds,  array  'd  in  light. 

High  thoughts  shall  interchange ; 
Nor  cease  with  ever-new  delight, 
On  wings  of  love  to  range. 

6  Their  father  marks  the  gen'rous  flame, 

And  looks  complacent  down : 
The  smile,  that  owns  their  filial  claim, 
Is  their  immortal  crown. 


332  Heaven  my  Home.  6s,  4s. 

T'M  but  a  traveller  here, 
Heaven  is  my  home, 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear, 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  every  hand, 
Heaven  is  my  Fatherland, 
Heaven  is  my  home. 

2  What  though  the  tempest  rage, 

Heaven  is  my  home, 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 

Heaven  is  my  home; 
Time's  cold  and  wintry  blast, 
Soon  will  be  over-past, 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 


25(1 


o  There  at  ray  Saviour's  side, 
Heaven  is  my  home, 
I  shall  be  glorified, 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 

There  are  the  good  and  blest, 

Those  I  love  most  and  best, 

There,  too,  I  soon  shall  rest, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 


333  That  beautiful   World.  P.  M. 

~\T7E'RE  going  home,  we've  had  visions  bright, 
VV     Of  that  holy  land,  that  world  of  light, 
Where  the  long,  dark  night  of  time  is  past, 
And  the  morn  of  eternity  dawns  at  last. 
Where  the  weary  saint  no  more  shall  roam, 
But  dwell  in  a  happy,  peaceful  home : 
Where  the  brow  with  sparkling  gems  is  crownedj 
And  the  waves  of  bliss  are  flowing  round. 
0,  that  beautiful  world !  0,  that  beautiful  world ! 

We're  going  home,  we  soon  shall  be 
Where  the  sky  is  clear,  and  all  are  free ; 
Where  the  victor's  song  floats  o'er  the  plains. 
And  the  seraph's  anthems  blend  with  its  strains; 
Where  the  sun  rolls  down  its  brilliant  flood 
And  beams  on  a  world  that  is  fair  and  good  ; 
Where  stars,  once  dimmed  at  nature's  doom, 
Will  ever  shine  o'er  the  new  earth  bloom, 
0,  that  beautiful  world  !  0,  that  beautiful  world  1 


CLOSING    HYMNS.  257 

'Mid  that  ransomed  throng,  'mid  the  sea  of  bliss, 
'Mid  the  holy  city's  gorgeousness ; 
'Mid  the  verdant  plains,  'mid  angels'  cheer, 
Mid  the  saints  that  round  the  throne  appear ; 
Where  the  conqueror's  song  as  it  sounds  afar, 
Is  wafted  on  the  ambrosial  air ; 
Through  endless  years  we  then  shall  prove, 
The  depth  of  a  Saviour's  matchless  love, 
0,  that  beautiful  world  !  0,  that  beautiful  world  1 


CLOSING  HYMNS. 

334  Reflection  on  leaving  School.         C.  M. 

AND  now  another  hour  is  past, 
Of  kind  instruction  given ; 
And  this,  perhaps,  may  be  the  last 
On  this  side  hell  or  heaven. 

^2  And  is  it  so  ?     How  dread  the  thought, 
And  yet  indeed  how  true! 
If  I  could  feel  it  as  I  ought, 
This  day,  what  should  I  do? 

3  0  surely  prize  it  more  and  more, 
And  pray  that  God  would  give 
A  death  of  gain,  if  life  be  o'er, 
And  blessing,  if  I  live. 
22*  r 


258  CLOSING    HYMNS. 


335  Parting.  L.  M. 

FATHER,  once  more  let  gratelul  praise 
And  humble  prayer  to  thee  ascend ; 
Thou  Guide  and  Guardian  of  our  "ways, 
Our  first,  and  last,  and  only  Friend. 

3  Since  every  day  and  hour  that's  gone 
Has  been  with  mercy  richly  crowned ; 
Mercy,  we  know,  shall  still  flow  on, 
For  ever  sure,  as  time  rolls  round. 

3  Hear,  then,  the  parting  prayers  we  pour, 
And  bind  our  hearts  in  love  alone ; 
Though  we  may  meet  on  earth  no  more, 
May  we  at  last  surround  thy  throne. 

336  Prayer  at  Parting.  L.  M. 

DISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord, 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good, 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood; 
Give  every  fettered  soul  release 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

337  The  everlasting  Sabbath.  7s. 

SOON  will  set  the  Sabbath  sun 
Soon  the  sacred  day  be  gone 
But  a  sweeter  rest  remains, 
"Where  the  glorious  Saviour  reigns. 


CLOSING    HYMNS.  259 

2  Pleasant  is  the  Sabbath  bell, 
Seeming  much  of  joy  to  tell ; 
Kind  our  teachers  are  to-day, 
In  the  school  we  love  to  stay. 

3  But  a  music,  sweeter  far, 
Breathes  where  angel-spirits  are ; 
Higher  far  than  earthly  strains, 
Where  the  rest  of  God  remains. 

4  Shall  we  ever  rise  to  dwell 
Where  immortal  praises  swell? 
And  can  children  ever  go 
Where  eternal  SabJoaths  glow? 

5  Yes :  —  that  rest  our  own  may  be, 
All  the  good  shall  Jesus  see; 

For  the  good  a  rest  remains, 
Where  the  glorious  Saviour  reigns. 


338  Lord,  dismiss  us.  L.  M. 

T71TERNAL  Father,  God  of  grace! 
J  Who  dwellest  in  this   holy  place, 
Hear  us,  0  hear  us,  while  we  pray, 
And  send  us  not  unblest  away ! 

2  Look  on  us  now,  and  bless  us  here: 
We  fain  would  worship  in  thy  fear: 
0  be  thy  shadow  round  us  spread, 
0  be  thy  Spirit  on  us  shed. 


260  CLOSING    HYMNS. 

3  Not  many  years  our  feet  have  run, 
Yet  hast  thou  watch' d  them  every  one: 
May  all  our  future  years  be  bright 
With  beams  of  heavenly  love  and  light. 

4  In  life,  and  when  we  come  to  die, 
Be  thou  our  guardian  ever  nigh ; 
And  may  the  pang  that  sets  us  free 
Waft  every  spirit  home  to  thee ! 


339       For  a  Blessing  on  the  Seed  sown.       S.  M. 

I^ATHEK  of  mercies,  hear : 
On  us  look  kindly  down: 
Our  humble  labors  deign  to  cheer, 
And  with  thy  favor  crown. 

2  In  youthful  hearts  the  seed 

Of  sacred  truth  we  sow: 
Now,  Lord,  the  blessing  that  we  need 
Freely  do  thou  bestow. 

3  Then,  though  the  sower  weep, 

Ere  long,  with  thankful  voice, 
Both  he  who  sows  and  they  who  reap 
Together  shall  rejoice. 

4  Thou  dost  the  seed  prepare, 

And  make  it  spring  when  sown ; 
And  if  a  hundred-fold  it  bear, 
The  praise  is  all  thine  own. 


CLOSING    HYMNS.  261 


340  Parting.  S.  M. 

ONCE  more,  before  we  part, 
We'll  bless  the  Saviour's  name: 
Record  his  mercies,  every  heart ; 
Sing,  every  tongue,  the  same. 

2  May  we  receive  his  word, 

And  feed  thereon  and  grow; 
Go  on  to  seek,  and  know  the  Lord, 
And  practice  what  we  know. 


341  Meet,  to  part  no  more.  C.  M. 

HOW  pleasant  thus  to  dwell  below, 
In  fellowship  of  love ! 
And  though  we  part,  'tis  bliss  to  know 
The  good  shall  meet  above. 

0  that  will  be  joyful,  joyful,  joyful ! 

0  that  will  be  joyful! 

To  meet  to  part  no  more,  — 

To  meet  to  part  no  more, 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore, 

And  sing  the  everlasting  song 

With  those  who've  gone  before. 

2  Yes,  happy  thought !  when  we  are  free 
From  earthly  grief  and  pain, 
In  heaven  we  shall  each  other  see, 
And  never  part  again. 

0  that  will  be  joyful,  etc. 


262  CLOSING    HYMNS. 

3  The  children  who  have  loved  the  Lord 

Shall  hail  their  teachers  there ; 
And  teachers  gain  the  rich  reward 
Of  all  their  toil  and  care. 

0  that  will  be  joyful,  etc. 

4  Then  let  us  each,  in  strength  divine, 

Still  walk  in  wisdom's  ways ; 
That  we,  with  those  we  love,  may  join 
In  never-ending  praise ! 

0  that  will  be  joyful,  etc. 

342  8s>  7s>  4s- 

For  the  Fullness  of  Peace  and  Joy. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  ; 

0  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  So,  when'er  the  signal's  given 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey, 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 


CLOSING    HYMNS.  263 


343  Closing  School.  8s,  7s,  4s 


N 


OW  is  done  the  time  of  teaching, 
Ended  is  the  hour  we  love; 
Still  the  voice  of  friends  "beseeching 
Us  to  seek  for  joys  above. 

Precious  Sabbaths ! 
Swiftly,  oh !  they  swiftly  move. 


Wake,  then,  every  tender  feeling! 

Ere  from  school  we  go  away ; 
Saviour  come,  thy  grace  revealing, 

Every  troubled  thought  allay — 
Make  us  holy, 

On  the  sacred  Sabbath-day. 


Soon  our  Sabbaths  will  be  ended, 
All  our  Sabbath-schools  be  past: 

Like  the  leaf,  to  earth  descended, 
Withered  in  the  autumn  blast; 

Life  is  passing, 
We  must  see  the  grave  at  last. 


Then  may  heaven  be  beaming  o'er  us, 
With  its  sunny  glories  bright, 

And  with  millions  saved  before  us, 
May  we  join  in  worlds  of  light, 

Praising  Jesus, 
Where  the  Sabbath  knows  no  night 


264  CLOSING    HYMNS. 

344  Closing  Hymn.  8s,  7s. 

HEAVENLY  Father,  grant  thy  blessing 
On  th'  instructions  of  this  day; 
That  our  hearts  thy  fear  possessing, 
May  from  sin  be  turned  away, 

2  We  have  wandered ;  0,  forgive  us, 

We  have  wished  from  truth  to  rove ; 
Turn,  0  turn  us,  and  receive  us, 
And  incline  our  hearts  to  love. 

3  We  have  learned  that  Christ,  the  Saviour, 

Lived  to  teach  us  what  is  good ; 
Died  to  gain  for  us  thy  favor, 
And  redeem  us  by  his  blood. 

4  For  his  sake,  0  God,  forgive  us  : 

Guide  us  to  that  happy  home, 
Where  the  Saviour  will  receive  us, 
And  where  sin  can  never  come. 


345  Glory  to  God.  8s,  7s. 

PRAISE  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator! 
Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue ! 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 
For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high! 


CLOSING   HYMNS.  265 


346       Praise  to  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit.      .  C.  M. 

GLORY  to  God  the  Father's  name, 
Who,  from  our  sinful  race, 
Hath  chosen  myriads  to  proclaim 
The  honors  of  his  grace. 

2  Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid, 

Who  dwelt  in  humble  clay, 
And,  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead, 
Gave  his  own  life  away. 

3  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give, 

From  whose  almighty  power 
Our  souls  their  heav'nly  birth  derive, 
And  bless  the  happy  hour. 

4  Glory  to  God,  that  reigns  above, 

The  holy  Three  in  One, 
Who,  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
Has  made  his  nature  known. 


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266  DOXOLOGIES. 


DOXOLOGIES. 


L.  M. 

PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


L.  M. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 


C.  M. 

IET  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son 
J  And  Spirit  be  adored, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


C.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 


BOXOLOGIES.  267 


M. 


YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 


8s,  7s. 

"A/TAY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
jjlL  And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 


PRAISE  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven, 
Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise ; 
As  it  was  and  is  be  given, 
Glory  through  eternal  days. 


7s,  6  lines. 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  host, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done : 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 


2fi8  DOXOLOGIES. 

6s,  4s. 

TO  God  — the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit  —  Three  in  One, 
All  praise  be  given ; 
Crown  him  in  every  song ; 
To  him  your  hearts  belong; 
Let  all  his  praise  prolong  — 
On  earth  —  in  Heaven. 

C.  L.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  bless'd, 
Supreme  o'er  earth  and  heaven, 
Eternal  Three  in  One  confess'd, 

Be  highest  glory  given. 
As  was  through  ages  heretofore, 
Is  now,  and  shall  be  evermore. 

8s,  7s,  4s. 

&REAT  Jehovah!  we  adore  thee, 
God  the  Father  — God  the  Son  — 
God  the  Spirit — joined  in  glory, 
On  the  same  eternal  throne  ; 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One. 

7s,  6s. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 
From  earth  let  praise  arise! 
Ye  angels,  as  ye  hear  it, 

Prolong  it  through  the  skies. 


DOXOLOGIES.  269 


H.  M. 


TO  God  the  Father's  throne, 
Your  highest  honor  raise ; 
Glory  to  God,  the  Son, — 
To  God,  the  Spirit,  praise: 
With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  King ! 
Thy  name  we  sing, 
While  faith  adores. 


/s,  bs. 

ALL  ye  who  grace  inherit, 
The  God  of  grace  adore ! 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 
Give  praise  for  evermore ! 
Of  mercies  here,  the  treasure 

Demands  our  praise  and  love ; 
And  praise  shall  be  our  pleasure 
Before  his  throne  above. 


lis. 

0  FATHER  Almighty,  to  thee  be  addressed, 
With  Christ  and  the  Spirit,  one  God,  ever 
blest, 
And  glory  and  worship  from  earth,  and  from 

heaven, 
As  was,  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  be  given. 

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INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


The  figures  refer  to  the  numbers  of  the  Hymns. 


Anniversaries,  50,  51,  55,  56,  57 

Baptism,  209,  210,  211,  213,  214 

"  of  Infants,  212 
Believers,  safety  of,  177 
Bible,  199 

"       attention  to,  74,  200 

"       freedom  of,  64 

"       love  for,  274 

"      value  of,  192,  193,  194,  195,  196,  197, 198 
Blindness,  297 


Calvary,  257 
Christ,  a  child,  96 

advent  of,  224,  232,  233,  234,  235,  236,  237,  239, 
241,  242 
"       ascension  of,  215,  265,  267 
"       ashamed  of,  157 
"       besought,  94,  133,  140,  141,  144,  145,  146,  155, 

163,  273 
"       children  invited  to,  118,  124,  126,  127 

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272  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

Christ,  coming  to,  129,  134,  144,  145,  146,  148,  153,  154, 
155,  156,  184 

"       compassion  of,  150,  153 

"       cross  of,  255,  25S 

"       exaltation  of,  87,  132,  266,  268 

"       example  of,  92 

"       excellency  of,  84 

"       faith  in,  155,  160,  174,  184,  185 

"       humiliation  of,  95 

"       love  for,  88,  139,  146,  166 

"       love  of,  82,  158,  253 

"       loveliness  of,  90,  266 

"       names  of,  80,  85,  86,  89,  93,  238 

"       praise  to,  16,  53,  77,  79,  80,  91, 132,  149, 152, 161, 
228,  232,  240,  267 

"       reign  of,  218,  230 

"       resurrection  of,  259,  260,  261,  262,  263,  264 

"       safety  in,  83,  86,  123 

"       salvation  through,  160,  318 

"       sufferings  of,  252,  253,  254,  255,  256,  257 

"       the  Saviour,  81,  151 

"       the  shepherd,  13,  36,  166 

"       the  sinner's  friend,  78,  128,  174 
Christian  Life,  loveliness  of,  130,  167,  176 
Christmas,  (see  Christ,  Advent  of). 
Church,  delight  in,  202 

"         safety  of,  271 
Confession,  7,  133,  137,  138,  140,  141,  144,  145,  147, 
154,  162 

Death,  301,  306,  308 

"      of  a  scholar,  310 

"       "  a  teacher,  309 

"       "  saints,  305,  312 

"       "  youth,  300,  302,  303,  304,  307 
Dismission,  335,  336,  338,  340,  341,  342 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS.  273 

Early  Piety,  121,  125,  156 

invitation  to,  116,  117,  118,  119,  122,  127 
"  "        loveliness  of,  130,  131,  176,  178 - 

Easter,  262,  263,  264  (see  Christ,  Resurrection  of). 
Eternity,  311,  319,  320 
Evening,  288,  289,  290,  291 

God,  68 

"     communion  with,  143 

"     confidence  in,  75,  134 

"     consecration  to,  172,  173 

"     glory  of,  seen  in  his  works,  54,  70,  71 

"    love  of,  72,  76 

"     omnipresent,  191 

"     perfections  of,  69 

"     praise  to,  71 

"     sinners  return  to,  135,  136,  137,  138,  143 

"     wisdom  and  knowledge  of,  70,  73 

"     youth  devoted  to,  131 
Good  Friday,  (see  Christ,  Sufferings  of). 
Gospel,  feast,  216,  217 

spread  of,  219,  220,  221,  222,  226,  227,  231 
"        triumphs  of,  224,  275 

Harvest,  279,  2S0 
Heathen,  duty  to,  181 

Heaven,  anticipations  of,  321,  322,   324,  327,   329,  330, 
333,  341 
home  in,  321,  322,  332 
joy  of,  52,  324,  327,  331,  333,  337,  341 
longed  for,  321,  324,  327 
rest  in,  298,  322,  329 
young  in,  323,  328 
Holy  Spirit,  grieving  the,  101 

"  "       prayer  for,  97,  98,  99, 100, 102, 104, 105,  270 

"  u       present,  103 


3574  index  or  subjects. 

Independence  Day,  62,  63,  64,  65,  66,  67 
Israel,  prayer  for,  229 

Judgment,  315,  316 

"  of  wicked  child,  317 

Life,  brevity  of,  247,  249,  250,  251,  299,  300,  306,  308 

uncertainty  of,  243,  301 
Lord's  Day,  19,  20,  21,  26 

"     delight  in,  17,  22, 25 
"         "     evening,  27,  337 
"  "     morning,  18,  23,  24 

Lord's  Supper,  215,  216,  217 

Man,  natural  depravity  of,  110 

Mkrcy,  seat  of,  183 

Missions,  222,  223,  225,  226,  228,  229,  230,  231 

Morning,  278,  285,  2S6,  287 

New  Year,  243,  244,  245,  246,  247,  248,  249 

Orphans,  duty  to,  180 
M         prayer  for,  295 

Penitence,  129,  133,  134,  135,  137,  138,  140,  141,  143, 

144,  145,  147.  162 
Praise,  12,  37,  60,  63,  71,  220,  227,  228,  245,  345,  346 
"        call  to,  1,  5,  53 
M        for  divine  mercies,  72,  75 
Prayer,  182,  183,  189,  288 

"       encouragement  to,  184,  191 

"       for  divine  blessing,  2,  3,  4,  11, 140,  142,  145, 164, 

165,  187,  188,  273,  339 
"        for  divine  guidance,  130,  143 
"       for  a  new  heart,  139,  144,  147 
"       for  faith,  185,  296 
"       sincere,  186,  190 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS.  275 

Redemption,  praise  for.  150.  159 
Religion',  happiness  of,  167,  168,  171,  176 

value  of,  170 
Resignation,  296 
Rest,  298,  322 
Resurrection,  313 

"  longing  for,  314 

Saints,  example  of,  179 
Salvation,  159,  160,  318 
Seasons,  276,  284 

"        autumn,  281 
«        spring,  277,  278 
'•        summer,  279 
*        winter,  282,  283 
Selp-Examination,  112 
Sickness,  devotion  in,  294 

"         recovery  from,  169,  293 
11         teacher's,  292 
Sin,  109 
"     deceit  of,  113 
"     of  the  lips,  115 
"     progress  of,  111 
Sinners,  admonished,  114,  134, 175 

"  invitation  to,  119,  124,  128,  132,  213 

"  warnings  to,  120,  308 

Soul,  immortal,  320  * 

"      the,  107,  108 
Sunday-School,  assembling  in,  8,  9,  10,  16,  31,  51,  61 
"  "       attention  in,  32 

«       closing,  334,  339,  343,  344 
"  "       dedication,  58.  59,  61 

"  "       love  for,  14,  28,  29,  30,  33,  36,  38,  40 

"  "       prayer  for  a  blessing  on,  31,  34,  37,  39 

"  "       privileges  of,  35 

Supplication,  9,  10,  133,   135,   136,   140,  141,  143,  144, 
145,  146,  147,  162,  163 


276  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

Teachers,  blessedness  of,  47 
"  object  of,  48,  49 

"  prayer  of,  41,  44,  45,  46 

"  responsibility  of,  42,  43 

Time,  flight  of,  250,  251,  306,  308 

Trials,  164,  165 

Trinity,  invocation  to,  106 

Whitsuntide,  269 

Worship,  delight  in,  14,  203,  205,  208 

"         meeting  for,  6.  201,  204,  206,  207 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


A  charge  to  keep  I  have imfN     42 

Admitted  where  thy  truths  are  taught 31 

A  dread  and  solemn  hour 215 

Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 254 

Alas  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise 164 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 77 

All-powerful,  self-existent  God 69 

Almighty  Father,  God  of  love 44 

Almighty  God,  thy  piercing  eye 73 

Almighty  Maker,  God! 71 

And  am  I  born  to  die 311 

And  now  another  hour  is  past 334 

And  will  the  Judge  descend 316 

Angels  roll'd  the  rock  away 260 

Another  fleeting  year 247 

Are  nature's  charms  all  hidden 297 

Arise,  ye  children,  and  adore 267 

Ascend  thy  throne,  almighty  King , 230 

A  sinner,  Lord,  behold  I  stand 162 

Ask,  and  ye  shall  receive 185 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep 305 

Assembled  in  our  school  once  more 9 

As  teachers  of  the  young  Ave  meet 48 

Awake  and  sing  the  song 161 

Awake,  awake,  my  sluggish  soul 308 

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2/8  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Baptized  into  our  Saviour's  death 209 

Baptized  into  thy  name 210 

Behold  th'  amazing  sight 253 

Best  of  parents,  hear  me  now 188 

Blest  hour,  when  virtuous  friends  shall  meet 331 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  heart  expands 47 

Blest  with  the  joys  of  innocence : 110 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet  blow 132 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning 240 

Celestial  Dove,  come  from  above 102 

Children,  join  your  God  to  bless 5 

Children,  listen  to  the  Lord 118 

Christ,  the  Lord,  has  risen  to-day 262 

Come,  children,  come  to  God 124 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  dove 99 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind 97 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come 98 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove 100 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 152 

Come,  let  us  search  our  ways,  and  see 112 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare 1S4 

Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above 105 

Come,  thou  Saviour  of  our  race 234 

Come  to  the  mercy-seat 126 

Come,  ye  children,  adore  him 53 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy 128 

Dear  children,  have  you  ever  thought 32 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord 336 

Do  no  sinful  action 175 

Earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  flowers 76 

Eternal  Father,  God  of  grace 338 

Eternity  is  just  at  hand 319 

Ever  patient,  gentle,  meek 84 

Faith  of  our  fathers  !  living  still 272 


INDEX   OF   FIRST    LINES.  279 

Father,  from  thy  throne  above 35 

Father  of  heaven,  whose  love  profound 106 

Father  of  mercies,  hear .' 339 

Father,  once  more  let  grateful  praise 335 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 172 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit 214 

Forbid  them  not  to  come 212 

Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love 280 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 1 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 183 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 223 

Glory  to  God  on  high 12 

Glory  to  God  the  Father's  name 346 

God  of  every  land  and  nation 66 

God  of  my  life,  look  gently  down 294 

Great  God,  accept  our  songs  of  praise 60 

Great  God,  at  whose  all-powerful  call 276 

Great  God  in  heaven  above 37 

Great  God,  our  feeble  efforts  own 45 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 245 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God 271 

Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great 269 

Hail,  morning  known  among  the  blest 259 

Hail,  my  ever-blessed  Jesus 149 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise 265 

Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus 91 

Hallowed  be  this  humble  spot 61 

Happy  the  children  who  are  gone 328 

Happy  the  child  whose  tender  years 131 

Hark,  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes 237 

Hark,  the  herald  angels  sing 235 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorious  time 220 

Hasten,  0  sinner,  to  be  wise 120 

Hear  ye  not  a  voice  from  heaven 127 

Heavenly  Father,  grant  thy  blessing 344 

Here,  Lord,  before  thy  mercy-seat 2 


280  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Holy  Bible,  book  divine 194 

How  beauteous  the  morning  appears 278 

How  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn 264 

How  charming  is  the  place 14 

How  dreadful,  Lord,  will  be  the  day 317 

How  much  better  I'm  attended 242 

How  pleasant  thus  to  dwell  below 341 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine 195 

How  serious  is  the  charge 43 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 199 

How  sweet  is  the  Sabbath,  the  morning  of  rest 22 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 90 

If  you  will  turn  away  from  sin 119 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives 87 

I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus 148 

I  love  the  Sabbath-school 30 

I  love  the  Sunday-school,  the  place 28 

I  love  the  sons  of  grace 179 

I  love  the  Sunday-school 38 

I  love  thy  Zion,  Lord 202 

1  love  to  join  the  joyful  play 29 

I  love  to  steal  a  while  awajT 288 

I'm  but  a  traveller  here 332 

I'm  glad  I  ever  saw  the  day 171 

In  fervent  prayer,  with  holy  praise 58 

In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid 287 

In  the  bright  morn  of  life,  when  youth 121 

In  thy  baptism  God  hath  plighted 213 

In  vain  would  boasting  reason  find 160 

Invited  by  a  Saviour's  love 16 

I  often  say  my  prayers 190 

I  thank  the  Lord  who  lives  on  high 293 

It  is  not  earthly  pleasure 168 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 321 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 157 

Jesus  appeared  on  earth 96 


INDEX  OP   FIRST   LINES.  281 

Jesus  bids  me  seek  his  face L»6 

Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord  and  Saviour 93 

Jesus,  in  Christian  love  we  meet 235 

Jesus  invites  his  saints 216 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies 215 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 81 

Jesus,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord 200 

Jesus  my  Shepherd  is 166 

Jesus  now  reigns  above 103 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 218 

Jesus,  thou  true  and  living  vine 85 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee 6 

Jesus,  we  love  to  meet. 205 

Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come 232 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 154 

Lamb  of  God  for  sinners  slain 146 

Lamb  of  God,  we  fall  before  thee 83 

Let  the  Sabbath-day  be  blest 26 

Let  thy  Spirit,  Lord,  descending 104 

Let  us  chant  the  solemn  lay 2.9.9 

Let  us  now,  with  henrts  united 134 

Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour 300 

Lord,  before  thy  throne  we  stand 10 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 342 

Lord,  help  us  as  we  pray ]S7 

Lord,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 20v< 

Lord,  I  confess  before  thy  face  1M7 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 23 

Lord,  in  thy  temple  we  appear 201 

Lord,  I  would  come  to  thee 138 

Lord  of  hosts,  how  lovely  fair 208 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear... 222 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath,  I  rejoice 19 

Lord,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly 227 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray I 

Lord,  to  thy  mercy-seat  I  come 153 

Lord,  we  are  spared  again  to  meet 55 

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282  INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES. 

Lord,  we  thank  thee  thou  hast  spoken 57 

Lord,  what  is  life?  'tis  like  a  flower 299 

Loving  Jesus,  high  and  holy 145 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 266 

May  this  happy  New-year  be 244 

May  we  who  teach  the  rising  race 46 

My  Bible,  'tis  a  book  divine 193 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee 65 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 155 

My  God,  and  is  thy  table  spread 217 

My  God,  my  Father,  whilst  I  stray 296 

My  God,  thy  service  well  demands 169 

My  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou 163 

My  rest  is  in  heaven,  my  rest 298 

My  son,  know  thou  the  Lord 116 

No,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more 314 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 159 

Now,  children,  to  God's  house  repair 206 

Now  is  done  the  time  of  teaching 343 

Now  let  us  raise  our  cheerful  strains 26S 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone 286 

Now  we  are  met  to  read  and  pray 8 

Now  we've  assembled  here 3 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness 219 

0  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 143 

0  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day 147 

0  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God 139 

0  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 79 

0  for  the  death  of  those 312 

0  God  of  sovereign  grace 221 

0  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 75 

0  God,  with  meekness  we  confess 115 

0  gracious  Lord,  whose  mercies  rise 295 

Oh,  'tis  a  folly  and  a  crime  114 

Oh,  we  love  to  come  to  our  Sabbath  home 40 


INDEX   OF   FIRST    LINES.  283 

Oh.  ye  children,  stop  and  think 123 

0  Jesus,  delight  of  my  soul 173 

0  Jesus,  not  for  pride 49 

0  Lord,  another  day  has  flown 289 

0  Lord,  on  this  our  Sunday-school 39 

0  Lord,  our  God,  arise 275 

0  Lord,  to  whom  our  life  we  owe 15 

Omnipresent  God,  whose  aid 290 

Once  more,  before  we  part 340 

Once  more  we  come  before  our  God 11 

Once  more  we  meet  to  pray 7 

Once  more  with  hallowed  feeling 64 

One  there  is  above  all  others 78 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 327 

On  Judah's  plains,  as  shepherds  sat 233 

On  many  a  foreign  shore 1  SI 

0  sacred  Head,  how  wounded 256 

0  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise 94 

0  that  the  Lord's  salvation 229 

0  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  way 142 

0  thou,  before  whose  gracious  throne 292 

0  thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry 1?>5 

0  thou,  whose  mercy  hears 140 

0  'tis  a  lovely  thing  to  see 178 

Our  evil  actions  spring Ill 

Our  Sabbaths  come  so  welcome  on 25 

0  where  shall  rest  be  found 325 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 150 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator  345 

Prayer  is  appointed  to  convey 189 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 182 

Proclaim,  said  Christ,  my  wondrous  grace 211 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King SO 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern 125 

Remember  tby  Creator 117 

Rich  is  the  sacred  song  that  swells 52 


284  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 330 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me 86 

Safely  through  another  week 24 

Salvation,  0  the  joyful  sound 159 

Saviour,  teach  me  day  by  day 88 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation 27.", 

See,  another  year  is  gone 243 

See,  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand 283 

See  the  kind  Shepherd,  Jesus,  stands 13 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling 2S1 

Shall  man,  0  God  of  light  and  life 313 

Show  pity,  Lord,  0  Lord  forgive 133 

Sing,  my  soul,  his  wondrous  love 72 

►cin  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arts 113 

Sin  is  to  break  the  holy  law 109 

Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely 304 

Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 27 

Soon  will  set  the  Sabbath  sun :;::7 

Sound,  sound  the  truth  abroad 231 

Sovereign  of  worlds,  display  thy  power 226 

Sovereign  Ruler,  Lord  of  all  ...'. 141 

Spared  to  commence  another  year 246 

Spared  to  another  spring 277 

Spirit  of  truth,  on  this  thy  day 270 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay 101 

Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chains 2s2 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing 174 

Swift  as  the  winged  arrow  flies 251 

Swift  the  moments  fly  away 250 

Take  my  heart,  O  Father,  take  it 136 

Teacher  Divine,  we  bow  the  knee 41 

That  awful  hour  will  soon  appear 306 

The  Author  of  salvation -,15 

The  Bible,  the  Bible!  more  precious  than  gold 1(JG 

The  day  is  past  and  gone ,...;. 291 

The  glorious  light  is  dawning 236 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  286 

The  lilies  of  the  field 301 

The  Lord  attends  when  children  pray 186 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed 261 

The  Lord  of  earth  and  sky 248 

The  man  is  ever  blest 177 

The  pearl  that  worldlings  covet 170 

There  is  a  dear  and  hallowed  spot 257 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 89 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 324 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 326 

There  is  an  hour  when  I  must  die.  307 

There  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God 130 

There  is  a  place  of  sacred  rest 322 

There  is  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 129 

There's  not  a  tint  that  paints  the  rose 70 

The  rosy  light  is  dawning 18 

The  sun  that  lights  the  world  shall  fade 320 

The  voice  is  hushed,  the  gentle  voice 309 

They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 191 

This  day  belongs  to  God  alone 21 

This  is  a  precious  book  indeed 197 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  blessed 20 

This  isthe  day  the  Lord  hath  made 263 

This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 198 

Thou  art  our  Shepherd,  gracious  Lord. 36 

Thou  art  the  way,  to  thee  alone 93 

Though  I  am  young,  I  have  a  soul 108 

Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  of  heaven 176 

'Tis  religion  that  can  give 167 

To  praise  the  ever-bounteous  Lord 279 

To  praise  the  Saviour's  name 158 

To  thee,  let  my  first  offerings  rise 285 

To  thee,  O  blessed  Saviour 51 

To  thy  temple  I  repair 204 

Up  to  thee,  Almighty  Father 63 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night 224 


ZOO  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Weak  and  wandering  though  I  be 165 

We  come  with  joy  and  gladness 67 

We  have  met  in  peace  together 50 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 17 

We'll  not  forget  the  Sunday-school 33 

We  meet  again  in  gladness 56 

We're  going  home,  we've  had 333 

We  seem  to  hear  a  voice  of  praise 54 

We  wont  give  up  the  Bible 274 

What  a  mercy,  what  a  treasure 192 

What  is  there,  Lord,  a  child  can  do 144 

What  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price 107 

What  souls  are  those  that  venture  near 323 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatched  .away 303 

When  human  hopes  all  wither 258 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 329 

When  I  look  up  to  yonder  sky 68 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 255 

When  Jesus  hung  upon  the  tree 252 

When  little  Samuel  woke 74 

When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain 23S 

When  shall  the  voice  of  singing 228 

When  sickness,  pain,  and  death 302 

When  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne 82 

When  thou  shalt  make  thy  jewels  up 318 

When  to  the  house  of  God  we  go 207 

When  we  together  weekly  meet 34 

Where  we  oft  have  met  in  gladness 310 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 249, 

Winter  has  a  joy  for  me 284 

With  grateful  delight  we  survey 59 

With  joy  we  meet.; 62 

Ye  children  of  a  father's  care 180 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm 122 

Ye  saints,  proclaim  abroad 241 


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HYMNS  FOR  INFANTS 


Opening  Prayer.  8s,  7s. 

LORD,  a  little  band  and  lowly, 
We  are  come  to  sing  to  thee: 
Thou  art  great,  and  high,  and  holy: 
Oh,  how  solemn  we  should  be ! 

2  Fill  our  hearts  with  thoughts  of  Jesus, 

And  of  heaven,  where  he  is  gone, 
And  let  nothing  ever  please  us 
He  would  grieve  to  look  upon. 

3  For  we  know  the  Lord  of  glory 

Always  sees  what  children  do, 
God  is  writing  now  the  story 
Of  our  thoughts  and  actions  too. 

4  Let  our  sins  be  all  forgiven ; 

Make  us  fear  whate'er  is  wrong 
Lead  us  on  our  way  to  heaven, 

There  to  sing  a  nobler  song. 
1*  (5) 


HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 


g  The  Sabbath.  7s. 

pHILDREN,  'tis  the  Sabbath-day: 
\J  We  must  neither  work  nor  play ; 
'Tis  the  day  which  God  has  giv'n, 
That  we  may  prepare  for  Heav'n ; 
Let  us  then  his  goodness  praise, 
For  these  blessed  Sabbath-days! 

2  On  this  holy  Sabbath-day, 

Here  we  come  to  sing  and  pray; 
Here  we  learn  God's  holy  word, 
And  we  hear  of  Christ  our  Lord; 
Let  us  then  his  goodness  praise, 
For  these  precious  Sabbath-days! 

3  When  we've  done  with  things  below, 
May  we  all  to  glory  go ; 

Join  the  songs  of  saints  above, 
Tell  of  Jesus' s  dying  love ; 
There  forever  sing  his  praise 
Through  eternal  Sabbath-days! 


^  Infant  Praise.  8s,  7f 

HUMBLE  praises,  holy  Jesus, 
Infant  voices  raise  to  Thee ; 
In  thy  arms,  0  Lord,  receive  us, 
Suffer  us  thy  lambs  to  be. 

Blessed  Saviour !  thou  hast  bidden 
Babes  like  us  to  come  to  thee; 

Once  by  thy  disciples  chidden, 
Thou  didst  bless  such  ones  as  we. 


HYMNS    FOR   INFANTS. 

3  Thanks  to  thee,  who  freely  gave  us 
Thy  exalted  Son,  to  die, 
From  eternal  death  to  save  us; 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high! 

A  Prayer  to  Jesus.  8s,  7s. 

JESUS,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  us, 
Bless  thy  little  lambs  to-day; 
Through  the  Sabbath  be  thou  near  us, 
Keep  all  sinful  thoughts  away. 

2  All  the  week  thy  hand  hath  led  us, 

And  we  thank  thee  for  thy  care ; 
Thou  hast  clothed,  and  warm'd,  and  fed  us 
Listen  to  our  earnest  prayer. 

3  Let  our  sins  be  all  forgiven, 

Bless  the  friends  we  love  so  well; 
Take  us,  when  we  die,  to  heaven, 
Happy  there  with  thee  to  dwell. 


/J  The  Christian  Birth.  C.  M. 

I  THANK  the  goodness  and  the  grace 
Which  on  my  birth  have  smiled, 
And  made  me,  in  these  Christian  days, 
A  highly-favored  child. 

2  I  was  not  born,  as  thousands  are, 
Where  Jesus  is  unknown, 
And  taught  to  pray  a  useless  prayer 
To  blocks  of  wood  or  stone. 
25* 


HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

3  I  was  not  born  a  little  slave, 

To  labor  in  the  sun, 
And  -wish  that  I  were  in  my  grave, 
And  all  my  labor  done. 

4  I  was  not  born  without  a  home, 

Or  in  a  broken  shed ; 
A 'wretched  outcast,  taught  to  roam, 
And  steal  my  daily  bread. 

5  My  God  !  I  thank  thee,  who  hast  planned 

A  better  lot  for  me ; 
And  placed  me  in  this  happy  land, 
"Where  I  may  hear  of  thee. 


Q  Prayer  for  grace.  7s. 

JESUS,  let  a  little  child 
Humbly  supplicate  thy  throne : 
Speak  to  me  in  accents  mild, 
0  thou  great  and  holy  One ! 


o 


Fill  my  youthful  heart  with  grace, 
Make  it  thy  beloved  abode ; , 

Show  thy  reconciling  face, 
0  my  Father  and  my  God ! 

3  May  I  early  learn  thy  ways, 

Early  know  thy  power  and  love ; 
Then  devote  to  thee  my  days, 
Till  I  am  removed  above. 


HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

7  On  hearing  the  Word.  S.  M. 

LORD,  wilt  thou  deign  to  speak. 
To  little  ones  like  me? 
Thou  wilt,  for  thou  hast  bid  us  come, 
And  hearken  unto  thee. 

2  Then  give  the  hearing  ear, 

And  give  the  ready  mind, 
The  childlike  heart,  to  all  thy  will 
Submissively  inclined. 

3  Thus  we,  like  her  of  old, 

Would  wait  upon  thee,  Lord; 
Meekly  at  thy  dear  feet  to  sit, 
And  listen  to  thy  word. 

4  'Tis  all  a  child  can  do 

To  love  and  to  obey: 
Speak,  Lord,  and  we  too  will  attend 
To  hear  what  thou  wilt  say. 


§  Infant  Chorus.  8s,  7s. 

LET  us  sound  the  infant  chorus 
To  our  Father  in  the  skies, 
Who  so  kindly  watches  o'er  us, 
And  our  every  want  supplies. 

2  By  his  care  we  nightly  slumber, 
Waking  with  the  morning  ray; 
While  his  mercies,  without  number, 
Still  descend  from  day  to  day. 


10  HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

3  All  our  infant,  smiling  pleasures, 

All  our  raiment  and  our  food ; 
All  our  precious  little  treasures, 
Teach  us  that  the  Lord  is  good. 

4  Thanks  to  God,  who  still  supplies  us 

With  kind  friends  and  parents  dear ; 
Thanks  to  God,  who  ne'er  denies  us 
Aught  we  need  for  comfort  here. 

5  To  our  Father  high  in  heaven, 

To  the  well-beloved  Son, 
To  the  Spirit,  praise  be  given — 
Glory  to  our  God  alone. 


Q  An  Infant's  Hymn.  C.  M. 

I'M  not  too  young  to  love  the  Lord, 
Who  does  so  much  for  me ; 
My  blessings  come  alone  from  God — 
How  thankful  I  should  be! 

2  I'm  not  too  young  a  prayer  to  raise 

To  God  who  dwells  on  high ; 
He'll  listen  to  my  song  of  praise, 
And  hear  my  feeble  cry. 

3  I'm  not  too  young  for  Christ  to  save ; 

He  even  died  for  me ; 
Yes !  he  his  life  for  children  gave, 
And  will  their  Saviour  be. 


HYMNS   FOR    INFANTS.  11 

4  I'm  not  too  young  to  die  and  go 

To  Jesus  Christ  in  heaven ; 
But  ere  I  reach  that  place  I  know 
My  sins  must  be  forgiven. 

5  0  Saviour,  listen  to  my  prayer, 

And  change  this  heart  of  mine ; 
0 !  take  an  infant  to  thy  care, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 


10 


A  Child's  Prayer.  C.  M. 


LORD,  teach  a  sinful  child  to  pray, 
And  then  accept  my  prayer; 
For  thou  canst  hear  the  words  I  say 
For  thou  art  everywhere. 

2  A  little  sparrow  cannot  fall 
Unnoticed,  Lord,  by  thee ; 
And  though  I  am  so  young  and  small, 
Thou  dost  take  care  of  me. 


9 


Teach  me  to  do  the  thing  that's  right, 

And  when  I  sin,  forgive ; 
And  make  it  still  my  chief  delight 

To  serve  thee  while  I  live 

4  "Whatever  trouble  I  am  in, 
To  thee  for  help  I'll  call; 
But  keep  me,  more  than  all,  from  sin, 
For  that's  the  worst  of  all. 


12  HYMNS   FOR   INFANTS. 

Christmas.  7s,  6a. 

HOW  precious  is  the  story 
Of  our  Redeemer's  birth, 
Who  left  the  realms  of  glory 

And  came  to  dwell  on  earth! 
He  saw  our  sad  condition, 

Our  guilt,  and  sin,  and  shame: 
To  save  us  from  perdition 
The  blessed  Jesus  came. 

2  He  came  to  earth  from  heaven, 

To  weep,  and  bleed,  and  die, 
That  we  might  be  forgiven, 

And  raised  to  God  on  high. 
His  kindness  and  compassion 

To  children  then  were  shown; 
The  heir 8  of  his  salvation, 

He  claim' d  them  for  his  own. 

3  Oh,  may  I  love  this  Saviour, 

So  good,  so  kind,  so  mild! 
And  may  I  find  his  favor, 

A  young  though  sinful  child ! 
And  in  his  blissful  heaven 

May  I  at  last  appear, 
With  all  my  sins  forgiven, 

To  know  and  praise  him  there ! 

]_  g  Christ's  Life.  P.  M. 

CHRIST  was  born  in  Bethlehem, 
And  in  a  manger  laid. 

2  The  Jews  crucified  him, 

And  nailed  him  to  the  tree. 


htiIns  for  infants.  13 

I    l   seph  begged  his  body. 
And  laid  it  in  the  tomb. 

4  l>uwn  0*106  an  angel, 

And  rolled  away  the  stone. 

5  Christ  rOBQ  triumphant, 

And  conquered  death  and  hell. 

6  Shout,  shout  the  vict'ry, 

We're  on  our  journey  home. 


J  ^  Desire  to  be  like  Jesus.         7s,  6a. 

T  WANT  to  be  like  Jesus, 

1   So  lowly  and  so  meek ; 

For  no  one  mark'd  an  angry  word 

That  ever  hoard  him  speak. 
I  want  t<>  be  like  Jesus, 

So  frequently  in  prayer ; 
Alone  upon  the  mountain-top, 

He  met  his  Father  there. 

I  I  want  to  be  like  Jesus: 

I  never,  never  find 
That  he,  though  persecuted,  was 

To  any  one  unkind. 
I  want  to  be  liko  Jem, 

Engaged  in  doing  good. 
So  that  of  mo   it   may  bo  said, 

"  She  hath  done  what  she  could/' 
2 


14  HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

3  I  want  to  be  like  Jesus, 

So  lowly  and  so  meek; 
For  no  one  mark'd  an  angry  word 

That  ever  heard  him  speak. 
Alas!  I'm  not  like  Jesus, 

As  any  one  may  see: 
0  gentle  Saviour,  send  thy  grace, 

And  make  me  like  to  thee. 


1  A       "  Suffer  Little  Ones  to  come  unto  Me."    P.  M. 

I  THINK,  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old, 
When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 
How  he  call'd  little  children,  as  lambs  to  his 
fold,  < 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  him  then. 

2  I  wish  that  his  hands  had  been  placed  on  my 

head, 
That  his  arms  had  been  thrown  around  me  ; 
That  I  might  have  seen  his  kind  look  when  he 
said, 
"  Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

3  Yet  still  to  his  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go, 

And  ask  for  a  share  in  his  love ; 
And  if  I  thus  earnestly  seek  him  below, 
I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above  — 

4  In  that  beautiful  place  he  has  gone  to  prepare, 

For  all  who  are  wash'd  and  forgiven ; 
And  many  dear  children  are  gathering  there, 
"For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 


I1VMN*    V«'K     INFANTS.  1 5) 

J  ft  Jesus  a  Guide.  7s. 

QHEPHEKD  of  tliy  little  flock, 
O  Lead  u  to  the  shadowing  rock, 
Where  the  richest  pastures  grow, 
Where  the  living  watery  flow* 

By  thut  pure  and  silent  stream. 
Shelter' d  from  tho  scorching  beam, 
Shepherd,  Saviour,  Guardian,  Guide, 
Keep  us  ever  near  thy  side ! 

J  fi  Gentle  Jesus.  7s. 

GFA'TLE  Jesus,  meek  and  mild, 
Look  upon  a  little  child : 
Pity  my  simplicity, 
Suffer  me  to  come  to  thee. 

2  Fain  I  would  t<>  thee  be  brought: 
Graeioua  God,  forbid  it  not: 

In  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace, 
Give  a  little  child  a  place. 

3  0  supply  my  every  want. 

Feed  the  young  and  tender  plant, 
Day  and  night  my  keeper  be, 
Every  moment  watch  round  me. 

^7  An  Infant's  Prayer.  7s. 

TBSUS,  Saviour,  Son  of  God, 
tj    Who  for  me  life's  pathway  trod, 
Who  for  me  became  a  child; 
Make  me  humble,  meek,  and  mild. 
26 


16  HT.MNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

2  I  thy  little  lamb  would  be ; 
Jesus,  I  would  follow  thee: 
Samuel  was  thy  child  of  old ; 
Take  me,  too,  within  thy  fold. 

3  Teach  me  how  to  pray  to  thee ; 
Make  me  holy,  heavenly: 

Let  me  love  what  thou  dost  love 
Let  me  live  with  thee  above. 


18  Child's  Prayer.  7s. 

JESUS,  see  a  little  child, 
Humbly  at  thy  footstool  stay ; 
Thou  who  art  so  meek  and  mild, 
Stoop  and  teach  me  what  to  say. 

2  Though  thou  art  so  great  and  high, 

Thou  dost  view,  with  smiling  face, 
Little  children  when  they  cry, 

"  Saviour,  guide  us  by  thy  grace." 

3  Show  me  what  I  ought  to  be, 

Make  me  every  evil  shun ; 

Thee  in  all  things  may  I  see, 

In  thy  holy  footsteps  run. 

4  Jesus,  all  my  sins  forgive, 

Make  me  lowly,  pure  in  heart, 
For  thy  glory  may  I  live, 

Then  be  with  thee  where  thou  art 


HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS.  17 

10  Coming  to  Jesus.  7s. 

SAVIOUR,  may  a  little  ohild 
Through  thy  grace  be  reconciled, 
Who  can  feel  indeed  within 
Much  of  evil,  much  of  sin? 

2  Yes,  thou  saidst,  and  that's  my  plea, 
"Suffer  such  to  come  to  me; 

Turn  no  little  child  away, 

Heaven  is  filled  with  such  as  they." 

3  Saviour !  to  thine  arms  I  fly, 
Ere  my  childhood  passes  by; 
In  thy  fear  my  years  be  past, 
Whether  first,  or  midst,  or  last. 


(JO      Who  shall  Sing  if  not  the  Children?     8s,  7s. 

"TT7HO  shall  sing,  if  not  the  children  ? 
\  V     Did  not  Jesus  die  for  them? 
May  they  not,  with  other  jewels, 

Sparkle  in  his  diadem? 
Why  to  them  are  voices  given, 

Bird-like  voices,  sweet  and  clear? 
Why,  unless  the  songs  of  heaven 

They  begin  to  practise  here? 

2  There's  a  choir  of  infant  songsters, 

White-robed,  round  the  Saviour's  throne ; 
Angels  cease,  and,  waiting,  listen: 
Oh,  'tis  sweeter  than  their  own! 
2*  b 


18  HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

Faith  can  hear  the  rapturous  choir 
When  her  ear  is  upward  turn'd ; 

Is  it  not  the  same,  made  higher, 
Which  upon  the  earth  they  learn'd? 

3  Jesus,  when  on  earth  sojourning, 

Loved  them  with  a  wondrous  love ; 
And  will  he,  to  heaven  returning, 

Faithless  to  his  promise  prove? 
Oh,  they  cannot  sing  too  early ! 

Parents,  stand  not  in  their  way ! 
Birds  sing  while  the  day  is  breaking: 

Tell  me,  then,  why  should  not  they? 

^  J  Come  and  sing.  7s. 

COME  and  sing !  0  let  us  sing  I 
Let  us  all  our  voices  raise  ; 
Like  the  merry  birds  in  spring, 
Singing  songs  of  love  and  praise ! 

2  Let  us  sing !  the  angels  sing, 

High  above  the  cloudless  sky, 
There  they  see  their  heavenly  King 
In  his  holy  majesty. 

3  Let  us  sing !  the  children  sung, 

When  to  Zion  Jesus  rode ; 
And  the  stately  temple  rung 
With  hosannas  to  their  Lord. 

4  Let  us  sing!  rejoice,  rejoice! 

Jesus  listens  while  we  sing  ! 
Jesus  loves  an  infant's  voice, 
And  the  praises  children  bring. 


HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS.  19 

5  Let  us  sing  our  hymns  below  1 

Sing  at  morn,  at  noon,  at  even ; 
Till  through  Jesus  we  shall  go 
Sweeter  songs  to  sing  in  heaven. 


J  g  Singing  to  Christ.  C.  M. 

WE  infants  sing 
To  Christ  our  King, 
A  song  of  peace  and  love ; 
The  lisping  praise, 
"Which  now  we  raise, 
Is  heard  in  heaven  above. 

'Twas  babes  like  us 

"Whom  thou  didst  bless, 
Dear  Lord,  and  honored  much ; 

"  Forbid  them  not," 

Were  his  kind  words, 
"My  kingdom  is  of  such." 

Kind  Saviour,  still 

On  Zion's  hill 
Oh,  bless  our  infant  band! 

And  be  thou  near 

When  storms  appear, 
To  shield  us  with  thy  hand. 

The  ocean  crossed, 

No  wanderer  lost, 
May  we  the  haven  gain, 

To  join  the  throng, 

And  swell  the  song 
Of  cherubs'  rapturous  strain. 
26*  u 


20  HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

§3  Sabbath  Bell.  P.  M. 

PLEASANT  is  the  Sabbath  bell, ' 
In  the  light,  in  the  light, 
Seeming  much  of  joy  to  tell, 

In  the  light  of  God. 
But  a  music  sweeter  far, 

In  the  light,  in  the  light, 
Breathes  where  angel  spirits  are, 
In  the  light  of  God. 
Let  us  walk  in  the  light, 
Walk  in  the  light, 
Let  us  walk  in  the  light, 
In  the  light  of  God. 

2  Shall  we  ever  rise  to  dwell, 

In  the  light,  in  the  light, 
Where  immortal  praises  swell, 

In  the  light  of  God ! 
And  can  children  ever  go, 

In  the  light,  in  the  light, 
Where  eternal  Sabbaths  glow 

In  the  light  of  God? 
Let  us  walk,  etc, 

3  Yes,  that  bliss  our  own  may  be, 

In  the  light,  in  the  light ; 
All  the  good  shall  Jesus  see 

In  the  light  of  God. 
And  for  them  a  rest  remains 

In  the  light,  in  the  light, 
Where  the  glorious  Saviour  reigns, 

In  the  light  of  God. 
Let  us  walk,  etc. 


HYMNS   FOR    INFANTS.  2i 

9 A  I'll  away  to  the  Sunday  School.         P.  M. 

~YT7HEN  the  morning  light  drives  away  the 
VV  night, 

With  the  sun  so  bright  and  full, 
And  it  draws  its  line  near  the  hour  of  nine, 
I'll  away  to  the  Sunday-school. 
For  'tis  there  we  all  agree, 
All  with  happy  hearts  and  free, 
And  I  love  to  early  be 
At  the  Sunday-school. 
I'll  away  !  away  !  I'll  away  !  away ! 
I'll  away  to  Sunday-school. 

2  On  the  frosty  dawn  of  a  winter's  morn, 

When  the  earth  is  wrapped  in  snow, 
Or  the  summer  breeze  plays  round  the  trees, 
To  the  Sunday-school  I  go. 
When  the  holy  day  has  come, 
And  the  Sunday-breakers  roam, 
I  delight  to  leave  my  home, 
For  the  Sunday-school. 
I'll  away,  etc. 

3  In  the  class  I  meet  with  the  friends  I  greet, 

At  the  time  of  morning  prayer; 
And  our  hearts  we  raise  in  a  hymn  of  praise 
For  'tis  always  pleasant  there : 
In  the  Book  of  holy  truth, 
Full  of  counsel  and  reproof, 
We  behold  the  guide  of  youth, 
At  the  Sunday-school. 
I'll  away,  etc. 


22  HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

4  May  the  dews  of  grace  fill  the  hallow'd  place, 
And  the  sunshine  never  fail, 
While   each   blooming   rose  which  in  memory 
grows 
Shall  a  sweet  perfume  exhale: 
When  we  mingle  here  no  more, 
But  have  met  on  Jordan's  shore, 
We  will  talk  of  moments  o'er, 
At  the  Sunday-school. 
I'll  away,  etc. 


25  Little  Things.  6s,  5s. 

LITTLE  drops  of  water, 
Little  grains  of  sand, 
Make  the  mighty  ocean, 
And  the  beauteous  land. 

2  And  the  little  moments, 

\  Humble  though  they  be, 
Make  the  mighty  ages 
Of  eternity. 

3  So  our  little  errors 

Lead  the  soul  away, 

From  the  path  of  virtue, 

Oft  in  sin  to  stray. 

4  Little  deeds  of  kindness, 

Little  words  of  love, 
Make  our  earth  an  Eden, 
Like  the  heaven  above. 


HYMNS   FOR   INFANTS.  23 

Little  seeds  of  mercy 

Sown  by  youthful  hands, 
Grow  to  bless  the  nations 

Far  in  distant  lands. 


Jjjg  The  Little  Army.  P.M. 

ODO  not  be  discouraged, 
.  For  Jesus  is  your  friend, 
0,  do  not  be  discouraged, 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend. 
He  will  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 
He  will  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 
And  keep  you  to  the  end. 
I  am  glad  I'm  in  this  army, 
Yes,  I'm  glad  I'm  in  this  army, 
Yes,  I'm  glad  I'm  in  this  army, 
And  I'll  battle  for  the  school. 

2  Fight  on,  ye  little  soldiers, 

The  battle  you  shall  win, 
Fight  on,  ye  little  soldiers, 

The  battle  you  shall  win; 
For  the  Saviour  is  your  Captain, 
For  the  Saviour  is  your  Captain, 

And  he  hath  vanquished  sin. 
I  am  glad  I'm  in  this  army,  etc. 

3  And  when  the  conflict's  over, 

Before  him  you  shall  stand ; 
And  when  the  conflict's  over, 
Before  him  you  shall  stand; 


24  HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

You  shall  sing  his  praise  for  ever, 
You  shall  sing  his  praise  for  ever, 
In  Canaan's  happy  land. 

I  am  glad  I'm  in  this  army,  etc. 


g7  Kind  Words.  6s,  4s. 

KIND  words  can  never  die, 
Cherished  and  blest, 
God  knows  how  deep  they  lie, 

Stored  in  the  breast. 
Like  childhood's  simple  rhymes, 
Said  o'er  a  thousand  times, 
Age  in  all  years  and  climes 
Distant  and  near. 

Kind  words  can  never  die, 

Never  die,  never  die, 
Kind  words  can  never  die, 
No,  never  die. 

2  Childhood  can  never  die  — 
Wrecks  of  the  past, 
Float  o'er  the  memory, 

Bright  to  the  last. 
Many  a  happy  thing, 
Many  a  daisy  spring 
Float  o'er  time's  ceaseless  wing, 
Far,  far  away. 

Childhood  can  never  die, 

Never  die,  never  die, 
Childhood  can  never  die, 
No,  never  die. 


HYMNS   FOR   INFANTS.  25 

Sweet  thoughts  can  never  die, 

Tho'  like  the  flowers 
Their  brightest  hues  may  fly, 

In  wintry  hours. 
But  when  the  gentle  dew 
Gives  them  their  charms  anew, 
With  many  an  added  hue, 
They  bloom  again. 

Sweet  thoughts  can  never  die, 

Never  die,  never  die, 
Sweet  thoughts  can  never  die, 
No,  never  die. 

Our  souls  can  never  die. 

Though  in  the  tomb 
We  may  all  have  to  lie, 
Wrapped  in  its  gloom. 
What  tho'  the  flesh  decay, 
Souls  pass  in  peace  away, 
Live  thro'  eternal  day 
With  Christ  above. 

Our  souls  can  never  die, 

Never  die,  never  die, 
Our  souls  can  never  die, 
No,  never  die. 


g8  Love.  8s,  7s. 

LITTLE  children,  love  each  other, 
Is  the  blessed  Saviour's  rule: 
Every  little  one  is  brother 

To  his  mates  at  infant-school. 
3 


26  HYMNS   FOR   INFANTS. 

2  We're  all  children  of  one  Father, 
The  great  God  who  reigns  above: 
Shall  we  quarrel  ?     No  ;  much  rather 
Would  we  be  like  him  —  all  love. 


g9  The  Shepherd.  C.  ML 

DEAR  Shepherd,  guard  thy  little  flock 
That  humbly  trust  in  thee; 
Thou  art  the  fortress  and  the  rock, 
To  which  we  ever  flee. 

2  Enfold  us  in  thy  kind  embrace, 

And  never  let  us  roam 
In  sin's  wild,  dreary  wilderness, 
Where  roaring  lions  come. 

3  Shield  us  against  the  tempter's  power, 

When  Satan's  host  assail, 
And  shelter  in  the  trying  hour, 
When  other  helpers  fail. 

4  Make  us  like  gentle,  loving  lambs, 

Attentive,  mild  and  still, 
And  make  our  little  feet  and  hands 
Delight  to  do  thy  will. 

5  Lead  us  from  youth  to  riper  years, 

From  riper  years  to  heaven : 
And  to  our  gracious  Shepherd's  name 
The  glory  shall  be  given. 


HVMNS    FOR    INFANTS.  27 


QQ  Early  seeking  the  Saviour.      8s,  7s,  4s. 

SAVIOUR,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us, 
Much  we  need  thy  tenderest  care ; 
In  thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us, 
For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare ; 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  thine  we  are. 


We  are  thine,  do  thou  befriend  us, 
Be  the  guardian  of  our  way: 

Keep  thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us, 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray : 

Blessed  Jesus ! 
Hear  young  children  when  they  pray. 


Thou  hast  promised  t<»  receive  us, 
Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be ; 

Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 
Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free : 

Blessed  Jesus ! 
Let  us  early  turn  to  thee. 


Early  let  us  seek  thy  favor, 

Early  let  us  du  thy  will ! 
Holy  Lord,  our  only  Saviour, 

With  thy  grace  our  bosom  fill : 
Blessed  Jesus ! 

Thou  hast  loved  us ;   love  us  still. 

27 


28  HYMN8    FOR   INFANTS. 


31  Joyfully.  10s. 

JOYFULLY,  joyfully,  onward  we  move, 
Bound  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above. 
Jesus,  our  Saviour,  in  mercy  says  come, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  your  home. 
Soon  will  our  pilgrimage  end  here  below, 
Soon  to  the  presence  of  God  we  shall  go : 
Then,  if  to  Jesus  our  hearts  shall  be  given, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  rest  we  in  heaven. 


Teachers  and  scholars  have  pass'd  on  before ; 
"Waiting,  they  watch  us  approaching  the  shore, 
Singing,  to  cheer  us,  while  passing  along, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  your  home. 
Sounds  of  sweet  music  there  ravish  the  ear, 
Harps  of  the  blessed,  your  strains  we  shall  hear. 
Filling  with  harmony  heaven's  high  dome : 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  Jesus,  we  come. 


3  Death,  with  its  arrow  may  soon  lay  us  low ; 
Safe  in  our  Saviour,  we  fear  not  the  blow ; 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  will  we  go  home. 
Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn, 
Death  shall  be  conquer'd,  his  sceptre  be  gone, 
Over  the  plains  of  sweet  Canaan  we'll  roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  safely  at  home. 


HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS.  29 

<}g  I'm  a  Pilgrim.  P.   M. 

J'M  a  pilgrim,  and   I'm  :i  stranger: 
1  can   tarry,   I  can   tarry  but  a  night; 
Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going 
To  where  the  rivers  are  ever  flowing. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

I  There  the  sunbeams  are  ever  shining, 
And  I'm  longing,  and  I'm  longing  for  the  sight; 
Within  a  country  unknown  and  dreary, 
I  have  been  wand'ring,  forlorn  and  weary. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

\  Of  that  country  to  which  I'm  going, 
My  Redeemer,  my  Redeemer  is  the  light; 
There  no  sorrow,  nor  any  sighing, 
Nor  any  sin  there,  nor  any  dying. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

[  Father,  mother,  and  sister,  brother, 
If  you  will  not  journey  with  me,  I  must  go: 
F«>r  since  your  vain  hope  you  still  will  cherish, 
Should  I  too,  linger,  and  with  you  perish? 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

33  We're  Travelling  Home.  P.  M. 

WE'RE  travelling  home  to  heaven  above — 
To  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love — 
Millions  have  reached  this  blest  abode, 
Anointed  kings  and  priests  to  God; 
And  millions  now  are  on  the  road  — 
Will  you  go?     Will  you  go? 


30  HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

2  We're  going  to  see  the  bleeding  Lamb, — 

In  rapturous  strains  to  praise  his  name, — 

The  crown  of  life  we  there  shall  wear, 

The  conqueror's  palms  our  hands  shall  bear, 

And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  we'll  share, — 

Will  you  go?     Will  you  go? 


We're  going  to  join  the  heavenly  choir, 

To  raise  our  voice  and  tune  the  lyre,  — 

The  saints  and  angels  gladly  sing, 

Hosanna  to  their  God  and  King, 

And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring,  — 

Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ? 


4  0  weary,  heavy  laden,  come, — 

In  the  blest  house  there  still  is  room,  — 
The  Lord  is  waiting  to  receive, 
If  thou  wilt  on  him  now  believe 
We'll  give  thy  troubled  conscience  ease,  — • 
Come  believe,  come  believe. 


The  way  to  heaven  is  free  for  all,  — 

For  Jews  and  Gentiles,  great  and  small,— 

Make  up  your  mind,  give  God  your  heart, 

With  every  sin  and  idol  part, 
And  now  for  glory  make  a  start, — 
Come  away,  come  away. 


HYMNS    FOR   INFANTS.  31 

34  The  Sabbath-school.  L.  M. 

THE  Sabbath-school's  a  place  of  prayer, 
I  love  to  meet  my  teachers  there ; 
They  teach  me  there  that  every  one 
May  find,  in  heaven,  a  happy  home. 
I  love  to  go,  I  love  to  go, 
I  love  to  go  to  Sabbath-school; 
I  love  to  go,  I  love  to  go, 
I  love  to  go  to  Sabbath-school. 

I  In  God's  own  book  we're  taught  to  read 
How  Christ  for  sinners  groaned  and  bled, 
That  precious  blood  a  ransom  gave 
For  sinful  man,  his  soul  to  save. 
I  love  to  go,  I  love  to  go, 
I  love  to  go  to  Sabbath-school. 

\  In  Sabbath-school  we  sing  and  pray, 
And  learn  to  love  the  Sabbath-day; 
That,  when  on  earth  our  Sabbaths  end, 
A  glorious  rest  in  heaven  we'll  spend. 
I  love  to  go,  I  love  to  go, 
I  love  to  go  to   Sabbath-school. 

t  And  when  our  days  on  earth  are  o'er, 

We'll  meet  in  heaven  to  part  no  more ; 

Our  teachers  kind  we  there  shall  greet, 

And  oh  !  what  joy  'twill  be  to  meet 

In  heaven  above,  in  heaven  above, 

In  heaven  above,  to  part  no  more. 


HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

35  The  Child's  Wish.  7s,  6a. 

I  WANT  to  be  an  angel, 
And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 
A  harp  within  my  hand ; 
There,  right  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  bright, 
I'd  wake  the  sweetest  music, 
And  praise  him  day  and  night. 

2  I  never  should  be  weary, 

Nor  ever  shed  a  tear, 
Nor  ever  know  a  sorrow, 

Nor  ever  feel  a  fear ; 
But  blessed,  pure,  and  holy, 

Fd  dwell  in  Jesus'  sight, 
And  with  ten  thousand  thousands, 

Praise  him  both  day  and  night. 

3  I  know  I'm  weak  and  sinful, 

But  Jesus  will  forgive ; 
For  many  little  children 

Have  gone  to  heaven  to  live. 
Dear  Saviour,  when  I  languish, 

And  lay  me  down  to  die, 
0  send  a  shining  angel, 

To  bear  me  the  sky. 

4  Oh,  there  I'll  be  an  angel, 

And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 
A  harp  within  my  hand ; 


nYMNS    FOR    INFANTS.  33 

And  there,  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  bright, 
I'll  join  the  heavenly  music, 

And  praise  him  day  and  night. 


3g  Jesus  and  the  Little  Child.  7a 

ChOd. 

SAVIOUR,  I  am  very  weak ; 
Wilt  thou  hear  me  when  I  speak? 
Mly  1  come  and  tell  thee  all, 
Though  I  am  so  young  and  small? 


Fear  not,  my  child,  to  come  to  me, 
For  I  was  once  a  child  like  thee ; 
And  though  I  reign  in  glory  now, 
I  keep  my  love  for  babes  below. 

C7uTd. 

And  wilt  thou  take  my  sinful  heart 
And  make  it  pure  in  every  part? 
Help  me  to  grow  a  loving  child, 
Like  thee,  obedient,  meek,  and  mild? 

Saviour. 

I  died,  my  child,  to  set  you  free 
From  sin  and  hell  and  misery; 
And  none  of  all  the  childlike  train 
Shall  ever  seek  my  face  in  vain, 
c 


34  HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS, 


chad. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  be  my  constant  guide, 
Nor  let  me  wander  from  thy  side; 
Oh,  fit  me  for  thy  home  on  high, 
And  take  me  to  thee  when  I  die. 


3  7  The  Little  Lambs.  7s. 

VERY  little  ones  are  we, 
0  how  mild  we  all  should  be! 
Never  quarrel,  never  fight: 
This  would  be  a  shocking  sight, 
And  would  break  a  happy  rule 
Of  our  much-loved  infant-school. 

2  Just  like  pretty  little  lambs 
Softly  skipping  by  their  dams, 
We'll  be  gentle  all  the  day, 
Love  to  learn  as  well  as  play; 
And  attend  to  every  rule 

Of  our  much-loved  infant-school. 

3  In  the  winter,  when  'tis  mild, 
We  may  run,  but  not  be  wild ; 
But  in  summer  we  must  walk, 
And  improve  the  time  by  talk ; 
Thus  we  may  come  nice  and  cool 
To  our  much-loved  infant-school. 


HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS.  35 

38  The  Covimandments.  8e. 

ONE  God  I  must  worship  supreme, 
And  ne'er  before  images  bow; 
I  must  not  speak  light  of  his  name, 
But  pay  to  him  every  vow. 

2  I'm  bound  to  remember  with  care, 

The  Sabbath  so  hallow'd  and  pure; 
To  honor  my  parents  so  dear, 
That  life  may  the  longer  endure. 

3  I  never  must  kill,  or  consent 

To  what  is  impure  or  untrue ; 

Nor  steal,  nor  indulge  discontent, 

Or  covet  what  is  not  my  due. 

4  Now  help  me,  0  Father  in  heaven. 

To  keep  these  commandments  with  zeal, 
In  the  strength  that  through  Jesus  is  given 
To  those  who  their  sinfulness  feel. 


39  The  Golden  Rule.  CM. 

TO  do  to  others  as  I  would 
That  they  should  do  to  me, 
Will  make  me  honest,  kind,  and  good, 
As  children  ought  to  be. 

The  Sunday-school,  the  Sunday-school, 
Oh,  'tis  the  place  I  love ; 

For  there  I  learn  the  golden  rule, 
The  rule  of  joys  above, 
v 


36  HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

2  I  know  I  should  not  steal,  nor  use 

The  smallest  thing  I  see, 
Which  I  should  never  like  to  lose 
If  it  belong'd  to  me. 
The  Sunday-school,  etc. 

3  And  this  plain  rule  forbids  me  quite 

To  strike  an  angry  blow, 
Because  I  should  not  think  it  right 
If  others  served  me  so. 
The  Sunday-school,  etc. 

4  But  any  kindness  they  may  need 

I'll  do,  whate'er  it  be; 
As  I  am  very  glad  indeed 
When  they  are  kind  to  me. 
The  Sunday-school,  etc. 


4Q  Goodness.  7s. 

JESUS  loves  the  little  child 
Who  is  lowly,  meek,  and  mild, 
Humble  both  in  act  and  mind, 
And  to  all  around  him  kind. 

2  You  who  would  the  Lord  obey, 
Angry  words  should  never  say, 
But  to  others  always  do 
As  you'd  have  them  do  to  you. 


HYMNS   FOR   INFANTS.  37 

3  In  your  happy,  pleasant  home 
Angry  words  should  never  come ; 
To  your  parents  ever  show 

All  the  grateful  love  you  owe. 

4  Let  your  sisters  ever  find 

All  your  words  and  actions  kind, 
"While  your  friends  and  playmates  own 
Love  to  them  your  deeds  have  shown. 

5  This  will  all  be  good  and  right, 
And  lovely  in  your  Maker's  sight, — 
Fitting  you  to  dwell  above, 

With  the  God  whose  name  is  Love. 


A\  Angels.  C.  M. 

(1  OD'S  angels  come  from  heaven  on  high, 
X  To  keep  me  safe  from  harm, 
To. guard  my  head  from  dangers  nigh, 
My  bosom  from  alarm. 

2  They  keep  a  careful  watch  all  night 

Around  my  slumbering  bed ; 
They  will  not  let  an  evil  light 
Upon  my  sleeping  head. 

3  They  love  to  hear  an  infant  pray, 

And  praise  thy  love  divine ; 
I  cannot  hear  their  songs,  but  they 
Can  hear  and  join  in  mine. 
4 


38  HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 


4! 


Pilgrim  Band.  P.  M. 


COME,  little  soldiers,  join  in  our  band, 
March  for  the  kingdom,  our  promis'd  land : 
Fearless  of  danger,  onward  we  roam : 
Jesus  our  leader  is,  soon  we'll  be  home. 

We're  a  little  Pilgrim-band, 
Guided  by  a  Saviour's  hand : 
Soon  we'll  reach  our  Father-land, 
No  more  to  roam. 

2  Hark  to  the  voices,  bidding  us  come! 
Angels  rejoicing,  beckon  us  home: 

No  more  shall  sadness  or  sorrow  oppress, 
Come,  little  Pilgrim-band,  there  we  shall  rest. 
We're  a  little  Pilgrim-band,  etc. 

3  Soon  we  shall  never  know  sorrow  more, 
But  blest  forever,  God's  love  shall  share ; 
Soon  we  shall  see  him  in  his  blest  home, 
Ever  still  praising  him  ages  to  come. 

We're  a  little  Pilgrim-band,  etc. 


^.^  I  must  die.  7s. 

I  AM  young,  but  I  must  die, 
In  my  grave  I  soon  must  lie; 
Am  I  ready  now  to  go, 
If  the  will  of  God  be  so  ? 


HYMNS    TOR    INFANTS.  39 

2  Lord,  prepare  me  for  my  end, 
To  my  heart  thy  Spirit  send, 
Help  me,  Jesus,  thee  to  love, 
Take  my  soul  to  heaven  above. 

3  Then  I  shall  with  Jesus  be, 
Then  I  shall  my  Saviour  see; 
Never  more  to  suffer  pain, 
Never  more  to  sin  again. 


^         For  the  Death  of  an  Infant.  6b. 

GO  to  thy  rest,  my  child, 
Go  to  thy  dreamless  bed, 
Gentle  and  undefiPd, 

With  blessings  on  thy  head. 

2  Fresh  roses  in  thy  hand, 

Buds  on  thy  pillow  laid; 
Haste  from  this  fearful  land, 
Where  flowers  so  quickly  fade. 

3  Before  thy  heart  had  learn'd 

In  waywardness  to  stray; 
Before  thy  feet  had  turn'd 

The  dark  and  downward  way; 

4  Ere  sin  had  seared  the  breast, 

Or  sorrow  woke  the  tear; 
Rise  to  thy  home  of  rest, 
In  yon  celestial  sphere. 
28 


40  HYMNS    FOR   INFANTS. 

5  Because  thy  smile  was  fair, 

Thy  lip  and  eye  so  bright, 
Because  thy  cradle-care 
Was  such  a  fond  delight, — 

6  Shall  love,  with  weak  embrace, 

Thy  heavenward  wing  detain? 
No!  —  angel,  seek  thy  place 
Amid  heaven's  cherub-train. 


45  The  withered  Rosebud.  S.  M. 

THE  flowers  of  the  field. 
That  quickly  fade  away, 
May  well  to  us  instruction  yield, 
Who  die  as  soon  as  they. 

2  That  pretty  rosebud  see, 

Decaying  on  the  walk ; 
A  storm  came  sweeping  o'er  the  tree, 
And  broke  its  feeble  stalk. 

3  Just  like  an  early  rose, 

I've  seen  an  infant  bloom ; 
But  death,  perhaps,  before  it  blows, 
Will  lay  it  in  the  tomb. 

4  Then  let  us  think  on  death, 

Though  we  are  young  and  gay; 
For  God,  who  gave  our  life  and  breath, 
Can  take  them  soon  away. 


mwmn  for  infants.  41 

5  To  God,  who  loves  them  all, 
Let  children  humbly  cry  ; 
And  then,  whenever  Death  may  cull, 
They'll  be  prepared  to  die. 


£Q  The  Happy  Land.  6s,  4s. 

THERE  is  a  happy  land, 
Far.  far  away, 
When  saints  in  glory  stand, 

Bright,  bright  at  day: 
Oh,  how  they  Bweetly  sing!  — 
Worthy  is  the  Saviour  King, 
Loud  let  his  praises  ring, 
Praise,  praise  for  aye ! 

2  Come  to  that  happy  land, 

Come,  come  away : 
Whv  will  ye  doubting  stand, 

Why  still  delay? 
Oh,  we  shall  happy  be, 
When,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Lord,  we  shall  live  with  thee, 

Blest,  blest  for  aye. 

3  Bright  in  that  happy  land 

Beams  every  eye  ; 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand, 

Love  cannot  die. 
0,  then,  to  glory  run  ; 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won ; 
And  bright  above  the  gut) 

We  reign  for  aye. 
4* 


42  HYMNS   FOR  INFANTS. 

47  Heaven  and  Hell.  S.  M. 

THERE  is  beyond  the  sky 
A  heaven  of  joy  and  love; 
And  holy  children,  when  they  die, 
Go  to  that  world  above. 

2  There  is  a  dreadful  hell, 

And  everlasting  pains; 
There  sinners  must  with  devils  dwell, 
In  darkness,  fire,  and  chains. 

3  Can  such  a  child  as  I 

Escape  this  awful  end? 
And  may  I  hope,  whene'er  I  die, 
I  shall  to  heaven  ascend? 

4  Then  will  I  read  and  pray, 

While  I  have  life  and  breath; 
Lest  I  should  be  cut  off  to-day, 
And  sent  t'  eternal  death. 


J8  The  joyful  meeting.  P.  M. 

HERE  we  suffer  grief  and  pain, 
Here  we  meet  to  part  again ; 
In  heaven  we  part  no  more. 
0 !  that  will  be  joyful,  joyful,  joyful 
0 !  that  will  be  joyful, 
To  meet  to  part  no  more. 

I  All  who  love  the  Lord,  below, 
When  they  die,  to  heaven  will  go, 
And  reign  with  saints  above. 

0!  that  will  be  joyful,  etc. 


HYMNS   FOR   INFANTS.  43 

3  Little  children  will  be  there, 

Who  have  sought  the  Lord  by  prayer, 
For  every  Sunday-school. 

0 !  that  will  be  joyful,  etc. 

4  Teachers  too  shall  meet  above, 
And  our  pastors  whom  we  love, 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

0 !  that  will  be  joyful,  etc. 

5  Oh !  how  happy  we  shall  be, 
For  our  Saviour  we  shall  see, 
Exalted  on  his  throne. 

01  that  will  be  joyful,  etc. 

6  There  we  shall  sing  with  joy, 
And  eternity  employ, 

In  praising  Christ  the  Lord. 

0 !  that  will  be  joyful,  etc. 

^J.Q  Children  in  Heaven.  C.  M. 

AROUND  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven 
Thousands  of  children  stand,  — 
Children  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
A  holy,  happy  band,  — 

Singing,  Glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God  on 
high. 

2  In  flowing  robes  of  spotless  whit© 
See  every  one  array'd, 
Dwelling  in  everlasting  light 
And  joys  that  never  fade. 
Singing,  etc. 
28* 


44  HYMNS    FOR    INFANTS. 

3  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above, 

That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 
Where  all  is  peace,  and  joy,  and  love?- 
How  came  those  children  there  ? 
Singing,  etc. 

4  Because  the  Saviour  shed  his  blood 

To  wash  away  their  sin ; 
Bathed  in  that  pure  and  precious  flood, 
Behold  them  white  and  clean! 
Singing,  etc. 

5  On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour's  grace.. 

On  earth  they  loved  his  name ; 
So  now  they  see  his  blessed  face 
And  stand  before  the  Lamb. 
Singing,  etc. 

/jQ  Beautiful  Land  Above.  S.  M. 

THERE  is  a  land  above, 
All  beautiful  and  bright, 
And  those  who  love  and  seek  the  Lord 

Rise  to  that  world  of  light. 
There'll  be  no  more  sorrow  there 
There'll  be  no  more  sorrow  there, — 
In  heaven  above, 
Where  all  is  love ;  — 
There'll  be  no  more  sorrow  there. 

2  There  sin  is  known  no  more, 
Nor  tears,  nor  want,  nor  care ; 
There  good  and  happy  beings  dwell, 
And  all  are  holy  there. 

There'll  be  no  more,  etc. 


INDEX  TO  INFANT  HYMNS. 


Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven hymn  49 

Children,  'tis  the  Sabbath-day 2 

Christ  was  born  in  Bethlehem 12 

Come  and  sing  !  0  let  us  sing 21 

Come,  little  soldiers,  join  in  our  band 42 

Dear  Shepherd,  guard  thy  little  flock 29 

Gentle  Jesus,  meek  and  mild 16 

God's  angels  come  from  heaven 41 

Go  to  thy  rest,  my  child 44 

Here  wo  suffer  grief  and  pain 48 

How  precious  is  the  story 11 

Humble  praises,  holy  Jesus 3 

I  am  young,  but  I  must  die , 43 

I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger 32 

I'm  not  too  young  to  love  the  Lord 9 

I  thank  the  goodness  and  the  grace 5 

I  think,  when  I  read  that  sweet  story 14 

I  want  to  be  an  angel 35 

I  want  to  be  like  Jesus 13 

Jesus,  let  a  little  child 6 

Jesus  loves  a  little  child 40 

(45) 


46  INDEX. 

Jesus,  Saviour,  Son  of  God 17 

Jesus,  see  a  little  child 18 

Jesus,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  us 4 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  we  move 31 

Kind  words  can  never  die 27 

Let  us  sound  the  infant  chorus 8 

Little  children,  love  each  other 28 

Little  drops  of  water 25 

Lord,  a  little  band  and  lowly 1 

Lord,  teach  a  sinful  child  to  pray 10 

Lord,  wilt  thou  deign  to  speak 7 

0  do  not  be  discouraged 20 

One  God  I  must  worship  supreme 38 

Pleasant  is  the  Sabbath-bell 23 

Saviour,  I  am  very  weak 30 

Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us 30 

Saviour,  may  a  little  child 19 

Shepherd  of  thy  little  flock 15 

The  flowers  of  the  field 45 

There  is  a  happy  land 46 

There  is  a  land  above 50 

There  is  beyond  the  sky 47 

The  Sabbath-school  is  a  place  of  prayer 34 

To  do  to  others  as  I  would 39 

Very  little  ones  are  we 37 

We  infants  sing 22 

We're  travelling  home  to  heaven 33 

When  the  morning  light  drives 24 

Who  shall  sing,  if  not  the  children 20 


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